He too, saw the finger of God in the wondrous thing which had come to pass.

And, falling back on his maudlin mood, he muttered prayers beneath his breath, as he had done before when the human majesty, the Sultan Abd er-Rahman, was the object of his terror.

"O Giver of good to all! What is this?
Allah save us! Bismillah! Is it Allah or the Jinoon?
Merciful! Compassionate! Curses on them both! Allah! Allah!" The soldiers were affected by the fears of the Basha, and they huddled together in a group.

But Katrina fell to laughing.
"Brava!" she cried.

"Brava! Oh! a brave imposture! What did I say long ago?
Blind?
No more blind than you were! But a pretty pretence! Well acted! Very well acted! Brava! Brava!" Thus she laughed and mocked, and the Basha, hearing her, took shame of his crawling fears, and made a poor show of joining her.
Israel heard them, and for a moment, seeing how they made sport of Naomi, a fire was kindled in his anger that seemed to come up from the lowest hell.