"Send Pauline to me!" called Moina. "I shall get up and dress."
The Marquise hastened downstairs, and found the landlady in the courtyard with a little group about her, apparently much interested in something that she was telling them.
"Madame, you have put some one in the next room who seems to be very ill indeed--"
"Oh! don't talk to me about it!" cried the mistress of the house. "I have just sent some one for the mayor. Just imagine it; it is a woman, a poor unfortunate creature that came here last night on foot. She comes from Spain; she has no passport and no money; she was carrying her baby on her back, and the child was dying. I could not refuse to take her in. I went up to see her this morning myself; for when she turned up yesterday, it made me feel dreadfully bad to look at her. Poor soul! she and the child were lying in bed, and both of them at death's door. 'Madame,' says she, pulling a gold ring off her finger, 'this is all that I have left; take it in payment, it will be enough; I shall not stay here long. Poor little one! we shall die together soon!' she said, looking at the child. I took her ring, and I asked her who she was, but she never would tell me her name. . . . I have just sent for the doctor and M. le Maire."
"Why, you must do all that can be done for her," cried the Marquise. "Good heavens! perhaps it is not too late! I will pay for everything that is necessary----"
"Ah! my lady, she looks to me uncommonly proud, and I don't know that she would allow it."
"I will go to see her at once."
The Marquise went up forthwith to the stranger's room, without thinking of the shock that the sight of her widow's weeds might give to a woman who was said to be dying. At the sight of that dying woman the Marquise turned pale. In spite of the changes wrought by fearful suffering in Helene's beautiful face, she recognized her eldest daughter.
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- 1big farm, evidently finding in the society of this rougher
- 2crash came, and Allenby rode across Armageddon and Turkey
- 3His desert was made a spiritual ice-house, in which was
- 4through his sons Abdulla, vice-chairman of the Turkish
- 5our tents. They were very civil, and offered us a house;
- 6show that they knew Feisal’s real hopes, any more than
- 7of the Hejaz by controlling the traffic on the pilgrim
- 8it reached its crest, and toppled over and fell at Damascus.
- 9bivouacked near us. They had no shelter during the rain.
- 10raise quietly, on any excuse he pleased, troops from villagers
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- reason to believe her dead, and that it was because of
- a possible moment in which to strike, but found that meanwhile
- in the Amman area. Yet later, after the armistice, great
- when the Hulagus or Timurs sated their blood lust, burning
- steps were ahead of him, and then a long brick tunnel in
- to turn on their masters at a word from their Arab leaders.
- the merciless Jemal Pasha. His assets had disappeared.
- it was too late for prudence. From Damascus four days later
- stars and waiting. He had lain thus and there many nights
- with a common oath, passwords, signs, a press and a central