Zoraida
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William Le Queux. Zoraida
Zoraida
Table of Contents
William Le Queux
"Zoraida"
"A Romance of the Harem and the Great Sahara"
Chapter One
Ali Ben Hafiz
Chapter Two
The Omen of the Camel’s Hoof
Chapter Three
Entrapped
Chapter Four
A Veiled Face
Chapter Five
Zoraida’s Pledge
Chapter Six
The Man with a Secret
Chapter Seven
A Forgotten Tragedy
Chapter Eight
The Fight in the Meskam
Chapter Nine
Uzanne, the Outcast
Chapter Ten
Humours from the Desert
Chapter Eleven
The City of the Sun
Chapter Twelve
An Oath to Messoudia
Chapter Thirteen
Night in the Harem
Chapter Fourteen
Seeking the Unknown
Chapter Fifteen
At the Shrine of Darkness
Chapter Sixteen
The Crescent of Glorious Wonders
Chapter Seventeen
Strange Confidences
Chapter Eighteen
A Hidden Tragedy
Chapter Nineteen
Dead Fingers
Chapter Twenty
After the Fâtiha
Chapter Twenty One
A Startling Revelation
Chapter Twenty Two
Mákita’s Enemies
Chapter Twenty Three
The Treasure of Askiá
Chapter Twenty Four
Slave of the Sultan
Chapter Twenty Five
The Eunuch’s Scimitar
Chapter Twenty Six
In the Courts of Love
Chapter Twenty Seven
The False Cadi
Chapter Twenty Eight
On the Pinnacle of Al Arâf
Chapter Twenty Nine
Labakan
Chapter Thirty
The Hall of the Great Death
Chapter Thirty One
Kaylúlah
Chapter Thirty Two
The Ghuzzat of the Senousya
Chapter Thirty Three
A Penalty of Beauty
Chapter Thirty Four
Under the Green Banner
Chapter Thirty Five
Betrayed!
Chapter Thirty Six
The Bond of Blood
Chapter Thirty Seven
By the Drum of Nâr
Chapter Thirty Eight
Hadj Absalam’s Decree
Chapter Thirty Nine
Mohammed Ben Ishak
Chapter Forty
The Key to the Mystery
Chapter Forty One
Through Rose Mists
Chapter Forty Two
Vagaries of Vision
Chapter Forty Three
The Great White Diadem
Chapter Forty Four
Le Commencement de la Fin
Chapter Forty Five
The Price of Silence
Chapter Forty Six
Some Amazing Facts
Chapter Forty Seven
Conclusion
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William Le Queux
A Romance of the Harem and the Great Sahara
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At a spot where great grey rocks cropped out of the sand, my captors halted, and, forcing me to the ground, lashed me to the trunk of a date palm. The rope was passed under my arms and fastened to the base of the trunk, leaving about four feet of slack rope between my head and the tree. Then, my feet being bound, they drove a stake into the ground and tied them to it. Thus I lay stretched upon the ground, and, struggle as I would, I was unable to move. The cords sank into my flesh, and the crowd around me laughed and shouted when they saw my face distorted by pain.
I knew no mercy would be shown me by Hadj Absalam’s band, who delighted in cruelty to their victims, and whose religious rites were practised amid scenes of horror and bloodshed. Yet if they meant to simply leave me there to starve and die under the blazing sun, why did they secure me in this fashion? They could have maimed my feet and hands, and there would have been no need of this elaborate preparation.
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