By the morning light Bhanavar looked abroad for the Chief, and he was nowhere by.  A pang of violent hope struck through her, and she pressed her bosom, praying he might have left her, and climbed the clefts and ledges of the mountain to search over the fair expanse of pasture beyond, for a trace of him departing.  The sun was on the heads of the heavy flowers, and a flood of gold down the gorges, and a delicate rose hue on the distant peaks and upper dells of snow, which were as a crown to the scene she surveyed; but no sight of Ruark had she.  And now she was beginning to rejoice, but on a sudden her eye caught far to east a glimpse of something in motion across an even slope of the lower hills leaning to the valley; and it was a herd that rushed forward, like a black torrent of the mountains flinging foam this way and that, and after the herd and at the sides of the herd she distinguished the white cloaks and scarfs and glittering steel of the Arabs of Ruark.  Presently she saw a horseman break from the rest, and race in a line toward her.  She knew this one for Ruark, and sighed and descended slowly to meet him.  The greeting of the Chief was sharp, his manner wild, and he said little ere he said, ’I will see thee under the light of the Jewel, so tie it in a band and set it on thy brow, Bhanavar!’

Her mouth was open to intercede with his desire, but his forehead became black as night, and he shouted in the thunder of his lion-voice, ’Do this!’

She took the Jewel from its warm bed in her bosom, and held it, and got together a band of green weeds, and set it in the middle of the band, and tied the band on her brow, and lifted her countenance to the Chief.  Ruark stood back from her and gazed on her; and he would have veiled his sight from her, but his hand fell.  Then the might of her loveliness seized Bhanavar likewise, and the full orbs of her eyes glowed on the Chief as on a mirror, and she moved her serpent figure scornfully, and smiled, saying, ‘Is it well?’

And he, when he could speak, replied, ’’Tis well!  I have seen thee! for now can I die this day, if it be that I am to die.  And well it is! for now know I there is truly no place but the tomb can hold me from thee!’

Bhanavar put the Jewel from her brow into her bosom, and questioned him, ‘What is thy dread this day, O my Chief?’

He answered her gravely, ’I have seen Rukrooth my mother while I slept; and she was weeping, weeping by a stream, yea, a stream of blood; and it was a stream that flowed in a hundred gushes from her own veins.  The sun of this dawn now, seest thou not? ’tis overcrimson; the vulture hangeth low down yonder valley.’  And he cried to her, ’Haste! mount with me; for I have told Rukrooth a thing; and I know that woman crafty in the thwarting of schemes; such a fox is she where aught accordeth not with her forecastings, and the judgment of her love for me!  By Allah! ’twere well we clash not; for that I will do I do, and that she will do doth she.’