I felt fearful meachin’, and showed it, I spoze, to have a Hindoo come here and git disgusted with our ways, for I mistrusted that he wuz, though he didn’t say so out plain. And there wuzn’t a shadder of blame on his face; jest calm and earnest, jest as he always had been, and always would be, so fur as I could tell.
He couldn’t find Truth and Jestice here, and so he wuz for follerin’ off on their trail over the Atlantic.
I felt queer as a dog, but Josiah hailed the idee with joy. He seemed highly tickled to have one more ingregient of curosity added to our cavalcade.
CHAPTER VII.
THE EMBARKATION.
And so it wuz settled, and Martin bein’ writ to to git another ticket, he got it, and sent it in a letter to us. But what he would say when he see the passenger who wuz goin’ to use it I knew not, but I knew that Alice and Adrian wuz good-natered, and would feel as I did about usin’ folks well. And then I remembered that complaint in Martin’s eyes, and felt that if he didn’t take to Al Faizi, he would most probble be so near-sighted that he couldn’t see him much, if any.
And so it turned out (to go ahead of the wagon a spell, or, ruther, to paddle backwards a few furlongs), after the first conversation Martin held with him, and see what his bizness wuz over here in America and wuz a-goin’ to be in Europe—Martin’s eyes wuz so bad that he couldn’t see him hardly ever.
But Alice wuz sweet and courteous to him, and Adrian liked him dretfully from the first. And Al Faizi, when he first see Alice’s sweet face, he stood stun still for more’n quite a spell.
And on his dark, handsome face dawned a look sech as a man might have who had been walkin’ a considerable time through a underground way, who had come out full in view of the mornin’ sun a-risin’ up on a June world.
I d’no as anybody noticed that look but jest me; I don’t believe they did, for Martin wuz talkin’ to Josiah in a dretful kind and patronizin’ way, and Alice wuz all took up a-lookin’ with her heart’s eye on the land where her prince reigned.