Chapter

 1     I|        22]~ ~"What do you want?" cried the Janissary, fairly infuriated
 2     I|    amazement.~ ~"Halil Patrona!" cried he, "have you been taking
 3   III|         Most gracious Padishah!" cried the Kizlar-Aga, "the flower
 4    IV|        You say not well, Halil," cried the father, his face radiant
 5    IV|        kiss the girl enough - he cried:~ ~"Look! my dear neighbour!
 6    IV|          kobkobs."~ ~"Aye, aye!" cried the anxious Janaki, "you
 7    IV|         the present Kizlar-Aga!" cried Musli laughing, "I fancy
 8    IV|    lifeless body."~ ~"By Allah!" cried Halil, smiting the table
 9    IV|          palaces to the ground!" cried Halil impetuously.~ ~"Nay,
10    IV| Mussulman, there is more of it!" cried the Berber-Bashi, rising
11    IV|        of my wife, Ali Kermesh!" cried he.[Pg 96]~ ~"Silence thou
12    IV|             What have you done?" cried Janaki in terror. "You have
13    IV|       But what shall we do now?" cried Janaki, looking around him
14     V|            Look ye, my friends!" cried Musli, turning to[Pg 110]
15     V|         to talk to a Janissary!" cried many voices. "Who ever heard
16     V|              Fear not, Patrona!" cried he jeeringly, "Gül-Bejáze
17     V|      Most illustrious Padishah!" cried the Kizlar-Aga, throwing
18     V|         and war."~ ~"Well said!" cried Achmed, and thereupon he
19     V|      Most glorious Padishah!" he cried, "I have just come from
20    VI|          him.~ ~"Mussulmans!" he cried, "you have duties, yes,
21    VI|       Janissary Aga.~ ~"Hassan!" cried Halil curtly, disdaining
22    VI|         the sight of all men, he cried:~ ~"Behold, ye Mussulmans!
23    VI|        mob.~ ~"Damad Ibrahim's," cried sundry voices from among
24   VII|          meet again shortly," he cried by way of a parting salute.~ ~"
25   VII|         that banner, Janissary!" cried Abdi once more, sternly
26  VIII|      sorrowfully.~ ~"Mashallah!" cried the Kapudan cheerfully, "
27  VIII|      valiant rebels, as ye are!" cried he. "If you want the heads
28  VIII|         in his hand.~ ~"Master," cried the Kizlar-Aga, "deign to
29  VIII|        this haste, O my master?" cried the aged mufti, bitterly
30    IX|          side of the throne, and cried in a hollow tremulous voice:~ ~"
31    IX|        for ever, oh, Sultan!" he cried, "and may thy heart rejoice
32    IX|               They may kill me," cried Halil, striking his bosom
33     X|  standstill.~ ~"Look, look!" she cried, "there comes Gül-Bejáze!
34     X|       Make way for the Sultana!" cried the running eunuchs to the
35     X|          bearded old witch," she cried; "make way, I say, before
36     X|          neither man nor woman," cried she, "for if thou wert one
37     X|          the way before me?" she cried in her clear, penetrating
38     X|        Gül-Bejáze!~ ~"Look!" she cried, "there is Gül-Bejáze, and
39     X|         powerful than thou art," cried the enraged bayadere, accumulating
40     X|       214]~ ~"Ha! a man! a man!" cried the furious mob; and in
41     X|         Salute that pure woman!" cried the tremulous voice of Achmed, "
42    XI|          and distinguished man!" cried Musli in amazement. "What
43    XI|          yes! now I have it!" he cried at last. "Halil commands
44   XII|          bring the child up!" he cried; "but you will not live
45   XII|       this, my worthy comrades," cried he.~ ~This was the only
46   XII|  Kabakulak clapped his hands and cried:~ ~"Bring in their kaftans!"~ ~