.. Oh! be careful--be very careful!
It is dangerous of any friend of--MR. KING"...
Gianapolis glanced at her furtively.
"It is dangerous of anyone in a house of--MR. KING to think to make
attachments,"--she hissed the words beneath her breath--"outside of
ourselves. MR. KING would not be glad to hear of it... I do not like to
tell it to MR. KING"...
Gianapolis rose to his feet, unsteadily, and stretched out his arms in
supplication.
"Mahara!" he said, "don't treat me like this! dear little Mahara! what
have I done to you? Tell me!--only tell me!"
"Shall I tell it in English?" asked the Eurasian softly. Her eyes now
were nearly closed; "or does it worry you that I speak so ugly"...
"Mahara!"...
"I only say, be so very careful."
He made a final, bold attempt to throw his arms about her, but she
slipped from his grasp and ran lightly across the room.
"Go! hurry off!" she said, bending forward and pointing at him with her
fan, her eyes widely opened and blazing--"but remember--there is danger!
There is Said, who creeps silently, like the jackal"...
She opened the ebony door and darted into the corridor beyond, closing
the door behind her.
Gianapolis looked about him in a dazed manner, and yet again applied his
handkerchief to his stinging eyes.
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