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"HAST THOU NEVER KILLED A MAN ?" "Claridge Effendi!" As David moved forward, his mind was embarrassed by many impressions.
He was not confused, but the glitter and splendour, the Oriental gorgeousness of the picture into which he stepped, excited his eye, roused some new sense in him.

He was a curious figure in those surroundings.

The consuls and agents of all the nations save one were in brilliant uniform, and pashas, generals, and great officials were splendid in gold braid and lace, and wore flashing Orders on their breasts.

David had been asked for half-past eight o'clock, and he was there on the instant; yet here was every one assembled, the Prince Pasha included.