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. "Stay here and take care of the horses, whilst Ammalat and I will go where it is necessary." "Is it possible you will go into the woods with such a cut-throat looking rascal, without me?" whispered Saphir Ali to Ammalat. "That is, you are afraid to remain here _without me_!" replied Ammalat, dismounting from his horse, and giving him the reins: "Do not annoy yourself, my dear fellow. I leave you in the agreeable society of wolves and jackals. Hark how they are singing!" "Pray to God that I may not have to deliver your bones from these singers," said Saphir Ali. They separated. Samit led Ammalat among the bushes, over the river, and having passed about half a verst among stones, began to descend. At the risk of their necks they clambered along the rocks, clinging by the roots of the sweet-briar, and at length, after a difficult journey, descended into the narrow mouth of a small cavern parallel with the water. It had been excavated by the washing of the stream, erewhile rapid, but now dried up. Long stalactites of lime and crystal glittered in the light of a fire piled in the middle. In the back-ground lay Sultan Akhmet Khan on a bourka, and seemed to be waiting patiently till Ammalat should recover himself amid the thick smoke which rolled in masses through the cave. A cocked gun lay across his knees; the tuft in his cap fluttered in the wind which blew from the crevices. He rose politely as Ammalat hurried to salute him. "I am glad to see you," he said, pressing the hands of his guest; "and I do not hide the feeling which I ought not to cherish. However, it is not for an empty interview that I have put my foot into the trap, and troubled you: sit down, Ammalat, and let us speak about an important affair." "To me, Sultan Akhmet Khan?" "To us both. With your father I have eaten bread and salt. There was a time when I counted you likewise as my friend." "But counted!" "No! you were my friend, and would ever have remained so, if the deceiver, Verkhoffsky, had not stepped between us." "Khan, you know him not." "Not only I, but you yourself shall soon know him. But let us begin with what regards Seltanetta. You know she cannot ever remain unmarried. This would be a disgrace to my house: and let me tell you candidly, that she has already been demanded in marriage." Ammalat's heart seemed torn asunder. For some time he could not recover himself. At length he tremblingly asked, "Who is this bold lover
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