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"Was it because of the Desert's curse?" I asked. And he said, "Partly it was the fury of the Desert and partly the advice of the Emperor Thuba Mleen, for that fearful beast is in some way connected with the Desert on his mother's side." WAS IT BECAUSE OF THE DESERT'S CURSE I ASKED AND HE SAID PARTLY IT WAS THE FURY OF THE DESERT AND PARTLY THE ADVICE OF THE EMPEROR THUBENEEN FOR THAT FEARFUL BEAST IS IN SOME WAY CONNECTED WITH THE DESERT ON HIS MOTHER'S SIDE
e after a while, and said, "I read a story of yours about Bethmoora in a review." Of course I remembered the tale. It was about a beautiful Oriental city that was suddenly deserted in a day--nobody quite knew why. I said, "Oh, yes," and slowly searched in my mind for some more fitting acknowledgment of the compliment that his memory had paid me. I was greatly astonished when he said, "You were wrong about the gnousar sickness; it was not that at all." I said, "Why! Have you been there?" And he said, "Yes; I do it with hashish. I know Bethmoora well." And he took out of his pocket a small box full of some black stuff that looked like tar, but had a stranger smell. He warned me not to touch it with my finger, as the stain remained for days. "I got it from a gipsy," he said. "He had a lot of it, as it had killed his father." But I interrupted him, for I wanted to know for certain what it was that had made desolate that beautiful city, Bethmoora, and why they fled from it swiftly in a day. NEW MY NAME SOMEHOW APPARENTLY FOR HE TURNED TO ME AFTER A WHILE AND SAID I READ A STORY OF YOURS ABOUT BETHMORA IN A REVIEW OF COURSE I REMEMBERED THE TALE IT WAS ABOUT A BEAUTIFUL ORIENTAL CITY THAT WAS SUDDENLY DESERTED IN A DAY NOBODY QUITE KNEW WHY I SAID OH YES AND SLOWLY SEARCHED IN MY MIND FOR SOME MORE FITTING ACKNOWLEDGMENT OF THE COMPLIMENT THAT HIS MEMORY HAD PAID ME I WAS GREATLY ASTONISHED WHEN HE SAID YOU WERE WRONG ABOUT THE NAUZAR SICKNESS IT WAS NOT THAT AT ALL I SAID WHY HAVE YOU BEEN THERE AND HE SAID YES I DO IT WITH HASHISH I KNOW BETHMORAL WELL AND HE TOOK OUT OF HIS POCKET A SMALL BOX FULL OF SOME BLACK STUFF THAT LOOKED LIKE TAR BUT HAD A STRANGER SMELL HE WARNED ME NOT TO TOUCH IT WITH MY FINGER AS HIS STAIN REMAINED FOR DAYS I GOT IT FROM A GYPSY HE SAID HE HAD A LOT OF IT AS IT HAD KILLED HIS FATHER BUT I INTERRUPTED HIM FOR I WANTED TO KNOW FOR CERTAIN WHAT IT WAS THAT HAD MADE DESOLATE THAT BEAUTIFUL CITY BETHMORA AND WHY THEY FLED FROM IT SWIFTLY IN A DAY
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