Part 19 (1/2)

Layelah was watchful of Almah; she seemed studying her to see how far this woman of another race differed from the Kosekin. She would often turn from me and talk with Almah for a long time, questioning her about her people and their ways. Almah's manner was somewhat reserved, and it was rendered somewhat more so from the fact that her mind was always full of the prospect of our impending doom. Each jom as it came and went brought us nearer to that awful time, and the hour was surely coming when we should be taken to the outer square and to the top of the pyramid of sacrifice.

Once Layelah sat for some time silent and involved in thought. At length she began to speak to me.

”Almah,” said she, ”is very different from us. She loves you and you love her. She ought to give you up. Almah, you ought to give up Atam-or, since you love him.”

Almah looked confused, and made some reply to the effect that she belonged to a different race with different customs.

”But you should follow our customs. You are one of us now. You can easily find another who will take him.”

Almah threw a piteous glance at me and said nothing.

”I,” said Layelah, ”will take him.”

She spoke these words with an air of magnanimity, as though putting it in the light of a favor to Almah; but Almah did not make any reply, and after some silence Layelah spoke of something else.

Not long after we were alone together, and Layelah returned to the subject. She referred to Almah's want of sympathy with the manners of the Kosekin, and a.s.serted that she ought to aim after a separation.

”I love her,” said I, with great warmth, ”and will never give her up.”

”But she must give you up; it is the woman's place to take the first step. I should be willing to take you.”

As Layelah said this she looked at me very earnestly, as if anxious to see how I accepted this offer. It was for me a most embarra.s.sing moment. I loved Almah, but Layelah also was most agreeable, and I liked her very much; indeed, so much so that I could not bear to say anything that might hurt her feelings. Among all the Kosekin there was not one who was not infinitely inferior to her in my eyes. Still, I loved Almah, and I told her so again, thinking that in this way I might repel her without giving offence.

But Layelah was quite ready with her reply.

”If you love Almah,” said she, ”that is the very reason why you should marry me.”

This made me feel more embarra.s.sed than ever.

I stammered something about my own feelings--the manners and customs of my race--and the fear that I had of acting against my own principles. ”Besides,” I added, ”I'm afraid it would make you unhappy.”

”Oh no,” said Layelah, briskly; ”on the contrary, it would make me very happy indeed.”

I began to be more and more aghast at this tremendous frankness, and was utterly at a loss what to say.

”My father,” continued Layelah, ”is different from the other Kosekin, and so am I. I seek requital for love, and do not think it an evil.”

A sudden thought now suggested itself, and I caught at it as a last resort.

”You have,” said I, ”some lover among the Kosekin. Why do you not marry him?”

Layelah smiled.

”I have no lover that I love,” said she, ”among the Kosekin.”

My feeble effort was thus a miserable failure. I was about saying something concerning the Kosekin alphabet or something else of an equally appropriate nature, when she prevented me.

”Atam-or,” said she, in a low voice.

”Layelah,” said I, with my mind full of confusion.

”I love you!”