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70 A VIZIER’S DAUGHTER – A TALE OF THE HAZARA WAR for such safet y m yself, and neither, I am sure, does she. For the moment I leave her with you, on condition that she receives respect and good treatment from you, in return for which I will, should I be satisfied, pay you the mone ys and other articles that I have agreed to hand over to you.” “Am I then to have no hope of eventually possessing her as my wife?” Mohamed Jan asked, with well-feigned regret. “None, emphatically none,” the Vizier replied warmly. “Put that idea out of your head for ever. When m y daughter marries she shall marry a patriot.” “Do you not think it is rather hard that I should have had a girl named on me for so long, and then be told finally that I am to have no chance of ever possessing her?” Ghu lam Hossain looked at him surprised. “There has never been any mention of your finally obtaining her in marriage. It was an understood thing that you were to receive her into yo ur establishment on condition that you received certain articles in return. You have not used the gun, so perhaps you do not know how good a one it is.” Both men remained silent for some time, then Ghulam Hossain rose. “It is quite clear, then, that my daughter remains here as yours and your mothers guest,” he said, “until such time as I can fetch her, and that in return for this service you shall, when the time expires, receive rewards according to the way in which you have treated her, and the length of time she has been with you.” Mohamed Jan did not seem over well satisfied. “Kismet,” he murmured, “but I think the money at least should be paid in advance.” “My bargain is made,” Ghulam Hossain replied firmly, “and may God deal with you as you shall deal with m y daughter. Now send her to me here.” He spoke alwa ys as one accustomed to be obeyed, and the man he addressed at once left the room to summon his guest. In the meantime the Vizier did not resume his seat, but continued pacing up and down. “I am, indeed, in sore difficult y,” he said. “I have myself no means of protecting this girl, and her presence is a distinct danger to our village, but I mistrust this man. I should have got to know him better before I placed this great trust in his hands. I judged him too entirely by his father. The son has nothing in common with that good soul. He is not worthy of the confidence I reposed in him. I fear he is but little short of a traitor.” And then his daughter entered, and he went to meet her.
71 A VIZIER’S DAUGHTER – A TALE OF THE HAZARA WAR “God bless and keep you, my flower,” he said, embracing her. “Be strong and courageous as you alwa ys are, and try, my child, to be patient. As soon as ever I am able I shall come and fetch you. Have no fear.” The girl spoke not a single word. An oppression as if of impending death was on her, and her father, unwilling to prolong the agony of the parting, mounted his horse and rode off. CHAPTER XIV BONDAGE AFTER her father’s departure, Gul Begum, half paralysed with miser y, sat down quietly among the other women, her mind too dulled even to formulate good intentions. No one spoke to her, no one noticed her, which perhaps, after all, was the ver y kindest thing they could have done, though they did not know it.
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A VIZIER’S DAUGHTER – A TALE OF THE HAZARA WAR<br />
“God bless and keep you, my flower,” he said, embracing her. “Be<br />
strong and courageous as you alwa ys are, and try, my child, to be<br />
patient. As soon as ever I am able I shall come and fetch you. Have no<br />
fear.”<br />
The girl spoke not a single word. An oppression as if of impending<br />
death was on her, and her father, unwilling to prolong the agony of the<br />
parting, mounted his horse and rode off.<br />
CHAPTER XIV<br />
BONDAGE<br />
AFTER her father’s departure, Gul Begum, half paralysed with miser y,<br />
sat down quietly among the other women, her mind too dulled even to<br />
formulate good intentions. No one spoke to her, no one noticed her,<br />
which perhaps, after all, was the ver y kindest thing they could have<br />
done, though they did not know it.
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