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Alcide and Blount mingled therefore in the crowd； so as to lose no
detail of a festival which ought to supply them with a hundred good
lines for an article。 They admired the magnificence of Feofar…Khan；
his wives； his officers； his guards； and all the Eastern pomp；
of which the ceremonies of Europe can give not the least idea。
But they turned away with disgust when Ivan Ogareff presented
himself before the Emir； and waited with some impatience for
the amusements to begin。
〃You see； my dear Blount；〃 said Alcide； 〃we have come too soon；
like honest citizens who like to get their money's worth。
All this is before the curtain rises； it would have been better
to arrive only for the ballet。〃
〃What ballet？〃 asked Blount。
〃The compulsory ballet； to be sure。 But see； the curtain is going
to rise。〃 Alcide Jolivet spoke as if he had been at the Opera；
and taking his glass from its case； he prepared； with the air
of a connoisseur； 〃to examine the first act of Feofar's company。〃
A painful ceremony was to precede the sports。 In fact；
the triumph of the vanquisher could not be complete without
the public humiliation of the vanquished。 This was why several
hundreds of prisoners were brought under the soldiers' whips。
They were destined to march past Feofar…Khan and his allies
before being crammed with their companions into the prisons
in the town。
In the first ranks of these prisoners figured Michael Strogoff。
As Ogareff had ordered； he was specially guarded by a file of soldiers。
His mother and Nadia were there also。
The old Siberian； although energetic enough when her own safety
was in question； was frightfully pale。 She expected some
terrible scene。 It was not without reason that her son had been
brought before the Emir。 She therefore trembled for him。
Ivan Ogareff was not a man to forgive having been struck
in public by the knout； and his vengeance would be merciless。
Some frightful punishment familiar to the barbarians of
Central Asia would； no doubt； be inflicted on Michael。 Ogareff had
protected him against the soldiers because he well knew what would
happen by reserving him for the justice of the Emir。
The mother and son had not been able to speak together since
the terrible scene in the camp at Zabediero。 They had been
pitilessly kept aparta bitter aggravation of their misery；
for it would have been some consolation to have been together
during these days of captivity。 Marfa longed to ask her son's
pardon for the harm she had unintentionally done him； for she
reproached herself with not having commanded her maternal feelings。
If she had restrained herself in that post…house at Omsk；
when she found herself face to face with him； Michael would
have passed unrecognized； and all these misfortunes would
have been avoided。
Michael； on his side； thought that if his mother was there；
if Ogareff had brought her with him； it was to make her suffer
with the sight of his own punishment； or perhaps some frightful
death was reserved for her also。
As to Nadia； she only asked herself how she could save
them both； how come to the aid of son and mother。
As yet she could only wonder； but she felt instinctively that she
must above everything avoid drawing attention upon herself；
that she must conceal herself； make herself insignificant。
Perhaps she might at least gnaw through the meshes which
imprisoned the lion。 At any rate if any opportunity was given
her she would seize upon it； and sacrifice herself； if need be；
for the son of Marfa Strogoff。
In the meantime the greater part of the prisoners were passing before
the Emir； and as they passed each was obliged to prostrate himself；
with his forehead in the dust； in token of servitude。 Slavery begins
by humiliation。 When the unfortunate people were too slow in bending；
the rough guards threw them violently to the ground。
Alcide Jolivet and his companion could not witness such a sight
without feeling indignant。
〃It is cowardlylet us go；〃 said Alcide。
〃No；〃 answered Blount； 〃we must see it all。〃
〃See it all！ah！〃 cried Alcide； suddenly； grasping his companion's arm。
〃What is the matter with you？〃 asked the latter。
〃Look； Blount； it is she！〃
〃What she？〃
〃The sister of our traveling companionalone； and a prisoner！
We must save her。〃
〃Calm yourself；〃 replied Blount coolly。 〃Any interference on our part
in behalf of the young girl would be worse than useless。〃
Alcide Jolivet； who had been about to rush forward； stopped； and Nadia
who had not perceived them； her features being half hidden by her hair
passed in her turn before the Emir without attracting his attention。
However； after Nadia came Marfa Strogoff； and as she did not throw
herself quickly in the dust； the guards brutally pushed her。
She fell。
Her son struggled so violently that the soldiers who were guarding
him could scarcely hold him back。 But the old woman rose；
and they were about to drag her on； when Ogareff interposed；
saying； 〃Let that woman stay！〃
As to Nadia； she happily regained the crowd of prisoners。
Ivan Ogareff had taken no notice of her。
Michael was then led before the Emir； and there he remained standing；
without casting down his eyes。
〃Your forehead to the ground！〃 cried Ogareff。
〃No！〃 answered Michael。
Two soldiers endeavored to make him bend； but they were themselves
laid on the ground by a buffet from the young man's fist。
Ogareff approached Michael。 〃You shall die！〃 he said。
〃I can die；〃 answered Michael fiercely； 〃but your traitor's face； Ivan；
will not the less carry forever the infamous brand of the knout。〃
At this reply Ivan Ogareff became perfectly livid。
〃Who is this prisoner？〃 asked the Emir； in a tone of voice terrible
from its very calmness。
〃A Russian spy；〃 answered Ogareff。 In asserting that Michael was a spy
he knew that the sentence pronounced against him would be terrible。
The Emir made a sign at which all the crowd bent low their heads。
Then he pointed with his hand to the Koran； which was brought him。
He opened the sacred book and placed his finger on one of its pages。
It was chance； or rather； according to the ideas of
these Orientals； God Himself who was about to decide the fate
of Michael Strogoff。 The people of Central Asia give the name
of 〃fal〃 to this practice。 After having interpreted the sense
of the verse touched by the judge's finger； they apply the sentence
whatever it may be。
The Emir had let his finger rest on the page of the Koran。 The chief
of the Ulemas then approached； and read in a loud voice a verse
which ended with these words； 〃And he will no more see the things
of this earth。〃
〃Russian spy！〃 exclaimed Feofar…Kahn in a voice trembling with fury；
〃you have come to see what is going on in the Tartar camp。
Then look while you may。〃
CHAPTER V 〃LOOK WHILE YOU MAY！〃
MICHAEL was held before the Emir's throne； at the foot
of the terrace； his hands bound behind his back。
His mother overcome at last by mental and physical torture；
had sunk to the ground； daring neither to look nor listen。
〃Look while you may；〃 exclaimed Feofar…Kahn； stretching his arm
towards Michael in a threatenin