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Show ognition, some affection from him, but always in vain. He acceptect the food they put into his hand, but that was all. Directly he had it he fled, to eat it alone in some hidden corner of the rocks or some recess of the palm gardens. Had he conceived a crazy liking for the Spahi ? BenchaiUal waved his hand, called out to him. But the Marabout only tore at his fair beard, held his head on one side, and looked away. At Benchail.lal desisted and walken once more. The Marabout followhim to the entrance of the gorge, there again stood still staring after him. When the Spahi disappeared he whimpered like an animal. Something seemed to be disturbing, even distressing him. He hesitated for some minutes, shifting from one naked foot to the other. Then at last, very furtively, like a creature seeking its lair, he left the road and vanished among the rocks beneath the mountain from which, just then, Sir Claude was looking down upon the desert and the villages among the palms. |
