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Show very curious woman ; and on again till the curious woman became the dreaming woman, the woman with wonder in her eyes. Just once he had shown himself in sunlight, and that almost meretriciously; with a crudeness of physical strength and determination, with a swiftness of skill, with a certain fierceness that was akin to the blinding sunshine. And then again he had stepped back into the darkness and called again out of the night. And the Roumi-woman had been drawn on, like the child by the Celestial's pigtail in the story, and had come very near to the hidden chamber where the desire of her lay in wait. Trampling upon this delicate fabric, the Spahi had woven thread by thread, had come the hoofs of the mules. And Benchaala.,l. cursed Achmed and refused to give him a sou of the promised money. Lady Wyverne's terror was his foe. He felt sure of that. After the humiliation by the river's bank, when she had cowered for the first time in hiding, she would be set free from her dream. That was certain. Fantasy had been struck upon by the iron hammer of fact. And now the Spahi could not answer for the Roumiwoman. So he was furious, and he let loose his fury upon Achmed as only an Arab can. From their altercation Achmed had gone hot-foot to join Sir Claude on his camping-out expedition. Al- ,1}'/ though ?ot long before he had been p;? hvtd wtth anger, half crazy with baffled greed, he was now apparently not merely calm but lively. H~''·"'"/111,'11 rode off beside his employer with a smiling face and, as Lady |