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Chapter 8 No.8

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tion of Epirus, announced the necessity of his instant departure for a short interval; and the same evening, ere the moon had risen, himself and the Prince of Athens quitted

ld be recognised. Nic?|us was habited as his page, in a dress of coarse red cloth, setting tight to his form, with a red cap, with a long blue tassel. He carried a large bag containing drugs, some surgical instruments, and a few books. In this

I last ascended these mountains," said Iskander; "I hope

mounted of the two," said Nic?|us. "Howeve

of Iduna when we were at Athens? I little supposed when I made my sudden visit to H

pe, will fashion rightly." So saying Nic?|us pricked on his donkey, and flung his stick at a bird which was perched on the branch of a tree. Iskander did not resume a topic to which his comp

arrived. They pricked on their sorry steeds; and on the morning of the next day, presented themselves at the gates of the city. The thorough knowledge which Iskander possessed of the Turkish character obtained them an entrance, which was at one time almost doubtful, from the irritability and impatie

nd that the Turks had not yet recovered from their consternation at his audacity and success. They were still wondering, and if possible more astounded than indignant. The politicians

ul," remarked Iskander; "I heard in my travels of yo

long white heard. "The Hakim congratulates t

so, the people of Franguestan will pay any ransom for their great women

cient Turk, sipping his coff

nsom our brave Karam Bey himself, and his chosen warriors? and has not Amurath said nay? And why has he said nay? Because his son, the Prince of Mahomed, instead of fighting against the Giaours, has looked upon one of their women, and has become a Mejnoun. Pah!

the Giaours without the aid of those who are noisy enough in a coffee-house when they are quiet enough in the field. And, for the rest of the business, you may all ease your hearts; for the Frangy pr

m," said several laughi

angy princess," said the o

id his ancient companion, sippin

young. Amurath should have ransomed her, or he might have given her to one of his officers, or any young fellow that had particularly dis

with the white beard to his companion,

nd never opened our mouth

y," said the old Turk; "and then it was one

ries everything before h

sed Iskander,"

vase of sherbet, moved away. The

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