She cried, 'Is he here, the Prince, that I may speak with him?'

The same young warrior made answer, 'Not so; forewarned was he, and well

for him!'

Bhanavar drew her robe about her and was mute. Ere the setting of the

moon they journeyed on with her; and continued so three days and nights

through the defiles and ravines and matted growths of the mountains. On

the fourth dawn they were on the summit of a lofty mountain-rise; below

them the sun, shooting a current of gold across leagues of sea. Then he

that had spoken with Bhanavar said, 'A sail will come,' and a sail came

from under the sun. Scarce had the ship grated shore when the warriors

lifted Bhanavar, and waded through the water with her, and placed her

unwetted in the ship, and one, the fair youth among the warriors, sprang

on board with her, remaining by her. So the captain pushed off, and the

wind filled the sails, and Bhanavar was borne over the lustre of the sea,

that was as a changing opal in its lustre, even as a melted jewel flowing

from the fingers of the maker, the Almighty One. The ship ceased not

sailing till they came to a narrow strait, where the sea was but a river

between fair sloping hills alight with towers and palaces, opening a way

to a great city that was in its radiance over the waters of the sea as

the aspect of myriad sheeny white doves breasting the wave. Hitherto the

young warrior had held aloof in coldness of courtesy from Bhanavar; but

now he sat by her, and said, 'The bond between my prince and Rukrooth is

accomplished, and it was to snatch thee from the Chief of the Beni-Asser

and bring thee even to this city.'

Bhanavar exclaimed, 'Allah be praised in all things, and his will be

done!'

The youth continued, 'Thou art alone here, O lady, exposed to the perils

of loneliness; surely it were well if I linger with thee awhile, and see

to thy welfare in this city, even as a brother with a sister; and I will

deal honourably by thee.'

Bhanavar looked on the young warrior and blushed at his exceeding

sweetness with her; the soft freshness of his voice was to her as the

blossom-laden breeze in the valleys of the mountains, and she breathed

low the words of her gratitude, saying, 'If I am not a burden, let this

be so.'

Then said he, 'Know me by my name, which is Almeryl; and that we seem

indeed of one kin, make known unto me thine.'

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