[The Man From Brodney’s by George Barr McCutcheon]@TWC D-Link bookThe Man From Brodney’s CHAPTER XIII 13/31
The other sides were taken up by the fabric and gewgaw venders, while in the centre stood the platforms from which the auctioneers offered treasures from the Occident.
Through a break in the foothills, the chateau was plainly discernible, the sea being obscured from view by the dense forest that crowned the cliffs. Chase made his way boldly to the nearest platform, exchanging bows with the surprised Von Blitz and the saturnine Rasula, who stood quite near. The men of Japat slowly drew close in as he mounted the platform, The gleaming eyes that shone in the light of the torches did not create any visible sign of uneasiness in the American, even though down in his heart he trembled.
He knew the double chance he was to take.
From where he stood looking out over those bronze faces, he could pick out the scowling husbands who hated him because their wives hated them.
He could see Ben Ali, the master of two beauties from Teheran and the handsome dancing girl from Cairo; there was Amriph, who basked erstwhile in the sunshine of a bargain from Damascus and a seraph from Bagdad, but who now groped about in the blackness of their contempt; and others, all of whom felt in their bitter hearts that their misery was due to the prowess of this gallant figure. Afar off stood the group of women who had inspired this hatred and distrust.
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