The King's Talisman — page 134: what you’re looking at

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THE KINGS TALISMAN, 125 Selina had pushed aside the curtains of her pavilion, and within burned a waxen taper, by the light of which Miriam had been drawing some curious hieroglyphics upon a small piece of parchment. She had heard the conversation of the two men, and she could not repress the shudder that crept through her frame as she saw the dusky form of the powerful Arab approaching through the gloom. The burn- ing taper threw its struggling beams out through the open-- ing in the tapestry, and Selina anxiously watched for the moment when they should reveal the savage features of him whom, though he had proved a preserver, she could not yet help fearing. pane ‘‘Fair lady,” said Marmiel, as he came near, ‘I am about to leave for my mountain home, but ere I go I could not resist the temptation of bidding farewell to one whose sweet face I may never forget. My introduction to you was anything but favorable, but I trust that you have already forgiven me for that.” Selina gazed in rapt wonder upon the features of the man who spoke to her. ‘hat forbidding, savage expres- sion was gone, and in its place there shone such a light of natural good feeling and friendship, that she could not help blaming herself for the momentary fear she had experi- enced. ‘<T trust I do not intrude,” continued the Arab, as he marked the hesitation of the maiden. ‘Oh, no, sir,” exclaimed the fair girl, as she frankly took the rough, hard hand that had been extended to her. ‘‘A friend such as you have proved, can never intrude. The weight of my own gratitude made me silent, and if I fail to express my thanks in words, they are nevertheless pure and heartfelt. May God bless thee for the part thou hast done, and that your future life may be a blessing to your- self and to others, will be my earnest prayer.” ‘Sweet blossom of innocence and purity, I thank thee Gomichbooks (eto)