14/33 Then, sahiba, if thou art here--perhaps--there might--yet--be a way-perhaps, yes ?--a way, still, to escape me ?" She was trembling. She could not help beginning to believe him. Whatever might be true of what he said was certainly not comforting. There will be devastation and other things in my army's rear for which there is no need and for which I have no stomach. I detest the thought of them, sahiba. |