“May Allah requite thee, O my dear lord!”
At the house of the Frank, Shems-ud-dìn entered with the negroes for the purpose of complimenting the physician upon the improvement wrought in Alia. After a very little while he rejoined Zeyd, who at once felt a change in his demeanor.
“What is there new, O my master?”
“The hakìm, that excellent man, assures me that my daughter cannot live.”
Zeyd laughed, a short and angry laugh. “Is he then Allah?” he asked scornfully.
But Shems-ud-dìn no longer heard him.