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Show her will and spirit to his she did not f-eel angry or even greatly humbled. Rather she was conscious of missing a pleasure which she desired to enjoy once more. She sighed and again looked at the high bed. It was certainly impossible that she could sleep. She wondered where her husband was; probably stretched on a camp-bed under the shadow of his tent, snoring. Mountains surrounded him, she supposed. And at dawn he would be out with his gun. And if Achmed had told him ! But Achmed's lips were closed by the Spahi's money. She felt sure of that. She knew that she ought also to feel indignant about it. Perhaps, another land, she would have indignant. But such enterprises unnatural, certainly, not very culpable, here. By the river, as she crouched be-neath BenchaiUal's cloak, she had humiliated. But this sensation shame had mysteriously left her with the terror that had been its companion. And yet she certainly did not this man. She did not love him, :i·~· s~e felt a strong inclination to follow h1m and to obey him. It was as if - he held in his hand a thin cord to which she was attached, and whenever he pulled, however gently, · this cord she felt that she must 1 in the direction he desired. Even now he was pulling at cord, somewhere outside in the night. .I She was conscious of the sYbtle tug-rJ I tug. MJPff If only he were not there, and she ·~ could go out upon the veranda and · . see the night and breathe the air from the desert! She felt imprisoned in ' ""' this little room. It seemed to her that the atmosphere within it waa suffocating. |