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 Half of my road, with me, O thou of the beautiful necklace."

And Alia " Nay, in the night I too have cause of danger;

The son of Aaf is my foe. Sahel, I fear him, the plotter."

And she cc Who is he, this man, this dog of the sons of the Arabs,

That thou shouldst fear his intent who art the daughter of Jaber?"

And Alia, hearing, arose and went and stood by the tent ropes

And lingered there without, while Zohwa with false phrases,

Wiled her still to her way. And she said, " My heart forbodeth,

There is one lying in wait, even he the son of perdition.

Let me return within/' But Zohwa, c< Wherefore fear him?

Is not thy father's name a terror in all the marches ?

Shall it not shield thee from ill, though sooth the wicked be many ? "

So they went forth together. And Alia's eyes misgave her

Seeing a form in the dark. And she called out cc What thing art thou ?

Art thou a passer by, or one with intent a prowler ? "

And he, the approacher, said, " Now truly art thou taken,

Captured as in a net, and the Maker of Earth and Heaven