To-morrow night and the night after, I pray you think of our happiness and drink a cup of wine to the Walda Nagasta and her husband.

Come, will you not wish me joy, O Gentile ?" Orme turned white as a sheet and gazed at him steadily.

Then a strange look came into his grey eyes, almost a look of inspiration.
"Prince Joshua," he said in a very quiet voice, "who knows what may happen before the sun rises thrice on Mur?
All things that begin well do not end well, as I have learned, and as you also may live to learn.

At least, soon or late, your day of reckoning must come, and you, too, may be betrayed as I have been.

Rather should you ask me to forgive your soul the insults that in your hour of triumph you have not been ashamed to heap upon one who is powerless to avenge them," and he urged his camel past him.
As we followed I saw Joshua's face turn as pale as Oliver's had done, and his great round eyes protrude themselves like those of a fish.
"What does he mean ?" said the prince to his companions.