'
'Do you think I do not know that?' said Barizy of the Tower; 'but he
will be recalled for this purpose. The English will not go to war in
Syria without Palmerston. Palmerston will have the command of the fleet
as well as of the army, that no one shall say "No" when he says "Yes."
The English will not do the business of the Turks again for nothing.
They will take this city; they will keep it. They want a new market for
their cottons. Mark me: England will never be satisfied till the people
of Jerusalem wear calico turbans.'
Let us inquire also with Barizy of the Tower, where was Besso? Alone in
his private chamber, agitated and troubled, awaiting the return of
his daughter from the bath; and even now, the arrival may be heard of
herself and her attendants in the inner court.
'You want me, my father?' said Eva, as she entered. 'Ah! you are
disturbed. What has happened?'
'The tenth plague of Pharaoh, my child,' replied Besso, in a tone of
great vexation. 'Since the expulsion of Ibrahim, there has been nothing
which has crossed me so much.'
'Fakredeen?'
'No, no; 'tis nothing to do with him, poor boy; but of one as young, and
whose interests, though I know him not, scarcely less concern me.'
'You know him not; 'tis not then my cousin.
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