Yet he must so lose him, and even then that was not all the truth.

For they would be enemies, Shere Ali would be ruined and cast out, and his ruin would be the opportunity of the Road.
He turned quickly to his companion.
"What was it that the Prince said," he asked, "when the first of those water-carriers came down the steps and did not slip?
He beat his hands upon the balustrade of the balcony and cried out some words.

It seemed to me that his companion warned him of your presence, and that he stopped with the sentence half spoken." "That is the truth," Linforth's guide replied.

"The Prince cried out in anger, 'How long must we wait ?'" Linforth nodded his head.
"He looked for the pitcher to fall and it did not fall," he said.

"The breaking of the pitcher was to be a sign." "And the sign was given.