CHAPTER X
IN THE SHAMAN'S CHAMBER
One night Simbri asked us to dine with him in his own apartments in the highest tower of the palace—had we but known it, for us a fateful place indeed, for here the last act of the mighty drama was destined to be fulfilled. So we went, glad enough of any change. When we had eaten Leo grew very thoughtful, then said suddenly—
Friend Simbri, I wish to ask a favour of you—that you will beg the Khania to let us go our ways.
Instantly the Shaman's cunning old face became like a mask of ivory.
Surely you had better ask your favours of the lady herself, lord; I do not think that any in reason will be refused to you,
he replied.
Let us stop fencing,
said Leo, and consider the facts. It has seemed to me that the Khania Atene is not happy with her husband.
Your eyes are very keen, lord, and who shall say that they have deceived you?
It has seemed, further,
went on Leo, reddening, that she has been so good as to look on me with—some undeserved regard.
Ah! perhaps you guessed that in the Gate-house yonder, if you have not forgotten what most men would remember.
I remember certain things, Simbri, that have to do with her and you.
The Shaman only stroked, his beard and said: Proceed!
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