122 MY horse; my LOVE. 



"'No,' said Rustam, shaking his head, 'nobody 

 can buy Selim, he too good horse to go away over 

 the sea. What will the Effendi pay for Selim?' 



"'I will gladly give $4,000 for him, but I tell you 

 he can't be bought. ' 



" 'The Effendi is right. If the Effendi try to take 

 Selim, wicked men kill Effendi.' 



" 'Well, I might as well give it up, Rustam, and as 

 I sail for home in a day or two I must go without 

 my beauty. It is too bad!' 



"Rustam soliloquized: 'The Effendi sail to-mor- 

 row night. No moon — all dark. Four thousand dol- 

 lars!' Aloud, 'Rustam very sorry, Effendi.' 



"With a sharp look at Rustam — 'Get out, you 

 miserable tempter! I'm an honest man and must 

 go without Selim.' 



" The ship still lay at anchor the next night on a 

 dark sea, lashed to quiet by the torrents of rain that 

 were descending. The judge paced up and down on 

 the covered deck thinking sadly of his disappoint, 

 ment and wondering what caused so unusual a com- 

 motion on the ship, when Rustam suddenly appeared 

 before him: 



" 'What brings you here, Rustam?' said the startled 

 judge. 



" 'Rustam steal Selim away! Effendi very good 

 master! Selim here on ship, he go too. ' 



'"You rascal! Is it possible you have stolen 

 Selim and have brought him here on board?' 



"With excited affirmative gesture: 'Yes, yes, 

 Effendi. Selim come with me! Nobody know 

 where he go! Rustam take money, put in Selim "s 



