The Bride of the Nile — Volume 02 eBook

Georg Ebers
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 86 pages of information about The Bride of the Nile — Volume 02.

The Bride of the Nile — Volume 02 eBook

Georg Ebers
This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 86 pages of information about The Bride of the Nile — Volume 02.

What had happened?  It must be something portentous and terrible; of that there could be no doubt; and ere long Paula’s fears were justified.  Out from the room where the scene had taken place rushed Orion, and with him the dog, across the grass-plot which was usually respected and cherished as holy ground, towards the side of the house facing the river, which was where he and all the family had their rooms.

“Now!” cried Paula, quickly leading the way.

She flew in breathless haste through the first room and into the unguarded hall; but she had not reached the middle of it when she gave a scream, for before her in the moonlight, lay a body, motionless, at full length, on the hard, marble floor.

“Run, Hiram, fly !” she cried to her companion.  “The door is ajar—­ open—­I can see it is.”

She fell on her knees by the side of the lifeless form, raised the head, and saw—­the beautiful, deathlike face of the crazy Persian slave.  She felt her hand wet with the blood that had soaked the hapless girl’s thick, fair hair, and she shuddered; but she resisted her impulse of horror and loathing, and perceiving some dark stains on the torn peplos she pulled it aside and saw that the white bosom was bleeding from deep wounds made in the tender flesh by the cruel fangs of the hound.

Paula’s heart thrilled with indignation, grief and pity.  He—­he whom she had only yesterday held to be the epitome of every manly perfection—­ Orion, was guilty of so foul a deed!  He, of whose unflinching, dauntless courage she had heard so much, had fled like a coward, and had left the victim to her fate—­twice a victim to him!

But something must be done besides lamenting and raging, and wondering how in one human soul there could be room for so much that was noble and fine with so much that was shameful and cruel.  She must save the girl, she must seek help, for Mandane’s bosom still faintly rose and fell under Paula’s tremulous fingers.

The freedman’s brave heart would not allow him to fly to leave her with the injured girl; he flung his shoes on the floor, raised the senseless form, and propped it against one of the columns that stood round the hall.  It was not till his mistress had repeated her orders that he hurried away.  Paula watched him depart; as soon as she heard the heavy door of the atrium close upon him, heedless of her own suspicious-looking position, she shouted for help, so loudly that her cries rang through the nocturnal silence of the house, and in a few minutes, from this side and that, a slave, a maid, a clerk, a cook, a watchman, came hurrying in.

Foremost of all—­so soon indeed that he must have been on his way when he heard her cry—­came Orion.  He wore a light night-dress, intended, so she said to herself, to give the wretch the appearance of having sprung out of bed.  But was this indeed he?  Was this man with a flushed face, staring eyes, disordered hair and hoarse voice, that favorite of fortune whose happy nature, easy demeanor, sunny gaze and enchanting song had bewitched her soul?  His hand shook as he came close to her and the injured slave; and how forced and embarrassed was his enquiry as to what had happened; how scared he looked as he asked her what had brought her into this part of the house at such an hour.

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