Some future scheme of revenge? Kaid’s eyes gleamed red. There would be no future for Nahoum. “Why did Nahoum go to thee?” he asked again presently.
“That I might beg his life of thee, Highness, as I said,” David replied.
“I have not ordered his death.”
David looked meditatively at him. “It was agreed between us yesterday that I should speak plainly—is it not so?”
Kaid nodded, and leaned back among the cushions.
“If what the Effendina intends is fulfilled, there is no other way but death for Nahoum,” added David. “What is my intention, effendi?”
“To confiscate the fortune left by Foorgat Bey. Is it not so?”
“I had a pledge from Foorgat—a loan.”
“That is the merit of the case, Effendina. I am otherwise concerned. There is the law. Nahoum inherits. Shouldst thou send him to Fazougli, he would still inherit.”
“He is a traitor.”