The Bride of the Nile — Complete eBook

Georg Ebers
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 818 pages of information about The Bride of the Nile — Complete.

The Bride of the Nile — Complete eBook

Georg Ebers
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 818 pages of information about The Bride of the Nile — Complete.

While he was yet speaking the Memphite urged his ass forward, but the Arab held him back, for his attention was riveted by what was taking place within the enclosure.  He saw handsome Orion place a small white dog, a silky creature of great beauty that evidently belonged to him—­in the little maiden’s arms saw her kiss it and then put a blade of grass round its neck as if to measure its size.  The old man watched them as, both laughing gaily, they looked into each other’s eyes and presently bid each other farewell.  The girl stood on tiptoe in front of some rare shrub to reach two exquisite purple flowers that blossomed at the top, hastily plucked them and offered them to him with a deep blush; she pushed away the hand he had put out to support her as she stretched up for the flowers with a saucy slap; and a bright glance of happiness lighted up her sweet face as the young man kissed the place her fingers had hit, and then pressed the flowers to his lips.  The old man looked on with sympathetic pleasure, as though it roused the sweetest memories in his mind; and his kind eyes shone as Orion, no less mischievously happy than the young girl, whispered something in her ear; she drew the long stem of grass out of her waist-belt to administer immediate and condign punishment withal, struck it across his face, and then fled over grass-plot and flower-bed, as swift as a roe, without heeding his repeated shouts of “Katharina! bewitching, big damsel, Katharina!” till she reached the house.

It was a charming little interlude.  Old Haschim was still pondering it in his memory with much satisfaction when he and his caravan had gone some distance further.  He felt obliged to Orion for this pretty scene, and when he heard the young man’s quadriga approaching at an easy trot behind him, he turned round to gaze.  But the Arab’s face had lost its contentment by the time the four Pannonians and the chariot, overlaid with silver ornamentation and forming, with its driver, a picture of rare beauty and in perfect taste, had slowly driven past, to fly on like the wind as soon as the road was clear, and to vanish presently in clouds of dust.  There was something of melancholy in his voice as he desired his young camel-driver to pick up the flowers, which now lay in the dust of the road, and to bring them to him.  He himself had observed the handsome youth as, with a glance and a gesture of annoyance with himself, he flung the innocent gift on the hot, sandy highway.

“Your brother is right,” cried the old man to the Memphite.  “Women are indeed the rock ahead in this young fellow’s life—­and he in theirs, I fear!  Poor little girl!”

“The little water-wagtail do you mean?  Oh! with her it may perhaps turn to real earnest.  The two mothers have settled the matter already.  They are both rolling in gold, and where doves nest doves resort.—­Thank God, the sun is low down over the Pyramids!  Let your people rest at the large inn yonder; the host is an honest man and lacks nothing, not even shade!”

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