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〃Monsieur Androvsky？〃
〃Yes。 He interested me enormously； profoundly。〃
〃Really！ Yet he was at his worst yesterday。〃
〃Perhaps that was why。 At any rate； he interested me more than any man
I have seen for years。 But〃 He paused； looking in at the little
chamber where the dog kept guard。
〃But my interest was complicated by a feeling that I was face to face
with a human being who was at odds with life； with himself； even with
his Creatora man who had done what the Arabs never dodefied Allah
in Allah's garden。〃
〃Oh！〃
She uttered a little exclamation of pain。 It seemed to her that he was
gathering up and was expressing scattered； half formless thoughts of
hers。
〃You know；〃 he continued； looking more steadily into the room of the
dog； 〃that in Algeria there is a floating population composed of many
mixed elements。 I could tell you strange stories of tragedies that
have occurred in this land； even here in Beni…Mora； tragedies of
violence； of greed； oftragedies that were not brought about by
Arabs。〃
He turned suddenly and looked right into her eyes。
〃But why am I saying all this？〃 he suddenly exclaimed。 〃What is
written is written； and such women as you are guarded。〃
〃Guarded？ By whom？〃
〃By their own souls。〃
〃I am not afraid；〃 she said quietly。
〃Need you tell me that？ Miss Enfilden； I scarcely know why I have said
even as little as I have said。 For I am； as you know； a fatalist。 But
certain people； very few； so awaken our regard that they make us
forget our own convictions； and might even lead us to try to tamper
with the designs of the Almighty。 Whatever is to be for you； you will
be able to endure。 That I know。 Why should I； or anyone； seek to know
more for you？ But still there are moments in which the bravest want a
human hand to help them； a human voice to comfort them。 In the desert；
wherever I may beand I shall tell youI am at your service。〃
〃Thank you；〃 she said simply。
She gave him her hand。 He held it almost as a father or a guardian
might have held it。
〃And this garden is yours day and nightSmain knows。〃
〃Thank you；〃 she said again。
The shrill whinnying of a horse came to them from a distance。 Their
hands fell apart。 Count Anteoni looked round him slowly at the great
cocoanut tree； at the shaggy grass of the lawn； at the tall bamboos
and the drooping mulberry trees。 She saw that he was taking a silent
farewell of them。
〃This was a waste；〃 he said at last with a half…stifled sigh。 〃I
turned it into a little Eden and now I am leaving it。〃
〃For a time。〃
〃And if it were for ever？ Well； the great thing is to let the waste
within one be turned into an Eden； if that is possible。 And yet how
many human beings strive against the great Gardener。 At any rate I
will not be one of them。〃
〃And I will not be one。〃
〃Shall we say good…bye here？〃
〃No。 Let us say it from the wall； and let me see you ride away into
the desert。〃
She had forgotten for the moment that his route was the road through
the oasis。 He did not remind her of it。 It was easy to ride across the
desert and join the route where it came out from the last palms。
〃So be it。 Will you go to the wall then？〃
He touched her hand again and walked away towards the villa； slowly on
the pale silver of the sand。 When his figure was hidden by the trunks
of the trees Domini made her way to the wide parapet。 She sat down on
one of the tiny seats cut in it； leaned her cheek in her hand and
waited。 The sun was gathering strength； but the air was still
deliciously cool； almost cold； and the desert had not yet put on its
aspect of fiery desolation。 It looked dreamlike and romantic； not only
in its distances； but near at hand。 There must surely be dew； she
fancied； in the Garden of Allah。 She could see no one travelling in
it； only some far away camels grazing。 In the dawn the desert was the
home of the breeze； of gentle sunbeams and of liberty。 Presently she
heard the noise of horses cantering near at hand； and Count Anteoni；
followed by two Arab attendants； came round the bend of the wall and
drew up beneath her。 He rode on a high red Arab saddle； and a richly…
ornamented gun was slung in an embroidered case behind him on the
right…hand side。 A broad and soft brown hat kept the sun from his
forehead。 The two attendants rode on a few paces and waited in the
shadow of the wall。
〃Don't you wish you were going out？〃 he said。 〃Out into that？〃 And he
pointed with his whip towards the dreamlike blue of the far horizon。
She leaned over； looking down at him and at his horse； which fidgeted
and arched his white neck and dropped foam from his black flexible
lips。
〃No；〃 she answered after a moment of thought。 〃I must speak the truth；
you know。〃
〃To me； always。〃
〃I feel that you were right； that my summons has not yet come to me。〃
〃And when it comes？〃
〃I shall obey it without fear； even if I go in the storm and the
darkness。〃
He glanced at the radiant sky； at the golden beams slanting down upon
the palms。
〃The Coran says： 'The fate of every man have We bound about his neck。'
May yours be as serene； as beautiful； as a string of pearls。〃
〃But I have never cared to wear pearls；〃 she answered。
〃No？ What are your stones？〃
〃Rubies。〃
〃Blood！ No others？〃
〃Sapphires。〃
〃The sky at night。〃
〃And opals。〃
〃Fires gleaming across the white of moonlit dunes。 Do you remember？〃
〃I remember。〃
〃And you do not ask me for the end of the Diviner's vision even now？〃
〃No。〃
She hesitated for an instant。 Then she added：
〃I will tell you why。 It seemed to me that there was another's fate in
it as well as my own； and that to hear would be to intrude； perhaps；
upon another's secrets。〃
〃That was your reason？〃
〃My only reason。〃 And then she added； repeating consciously
Androvsky's words： 〃I think there are things that should be let
alone。〃
〃Perhaps you are right。〃
A stronger breath of the cool wind came over the flats； and all the
palm trees rustled。 Through the garden there was a delicate stir of
life。
〃My children are murmuring farewell；〃 said the Count。 〃I hear them。 It
is time！ Good…bye； Miss Enfildenmy friend； if I may call you so。 May
Allah have you in his keeping； and when your summons comes； obey it
alone。〃
As he said the last word his grating voice dropped to a deep note of
earnest； almost solemn； gravity。 Then he lifted his hat； touched his
horse with his heel； and galloped away into the sun。
Domini watched the three riders till they were only specks on the
surface of the desert。 Then they became one with it； and were lost in
the dreamlike radiance of the morning。 But she did not move。 She sat
with her eyes fixed up on the blue horizon。 A great loneliness had
entered into her spirit。 Till Count Anteoni had gone she did not
realise how much she had become accustomed to his friendship； how near
their sympathies had been。 But directly those tiny； moving specks
became one with the desert she knew that a gap had opened in her life。
It might be small； but it seemed dark and deep。 For the first time the
desert； which she had hitherto regarded as a giver； had taken
something from her。 And now； as she sa