" "We won't trust you, my youngster," answered the janizary. The air was pungent and leaden. If he took a fancy to you, he invited you to the house for tea, bitter and yellow and served in little cups without handles. She went about, intentlooking and self-possessed, trim and fine, concealing her emotions whatever they were, as the realities of her position opened out before her. It was the crowned queen of mountains in her robes of shining white.
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