There was no fording the torrent, but the travellers ventured across on two single string pieces, bending under them at every step.

She greeted them joyfully, and hastened to prepare a place for their lodging.

While she was gone, the Malek came and took them to his house.

Nazee was disappointed, but followed, eager to hear every word.

During the address to the villagers assembled on the roof, it was affecting to see the eagerness with which she listened.