Merely that you stand beside her on the platform, pretending converse, marking carefully her every signal, and obeying it." "I play no idolatrous mummery with her." "Then may the devil fly away with you," I retorted, so enraged by this time I could scarcely refrain from grappling him with my hands.

"I go to tell Madame of the fool you are." He gave vent to a deep groan, rolling his eyes as was his habit in time of trial, yet never removing his gaze from that red figure, standing motionless as a statue, impatiently awaiting his decision.
"In the name of the holy prophets of Israel!" he snorted desperately at last.

"'T is, indeed, a grievous trial like unto that which befell Daniel in the den of the lions.

If I go upon yonder sinful platform before these hosts of Satan, it will be only as led by the Almighty, and that I may wrestle mightily in prayer for the redemption of the heathen." "I care not, man, so you go.

Pray loud as you please, yet give heed to the signals of the woman if you value your own life or ours." Odds! it was a picture to see the fellow start on his unwelcome mission, slouching through the ranks of the surprised savages with as hangdog a look on his mournful countenance as though he mounted the gallows.