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Portrait of Rafael Sabatini Rafael Sabatini The Sea-Hawk — Part II: Sakr-el-Bahr Chapter VIII: Mother and Son (1915)

I should so mould and fashion him that he should be another me. That, O my dear lord, is thy duty to Marzak. Entrust not his training to another and to one whom despite thy love for him I cannot trust. Go forth thyself upon this expedition with Marzak here for thy kayia."
Asad frowned. "I grow too old," he said. "I have not been upon the seas these two years past. Who can say that I may not have lost the art of victory. No, no." He shook his head, and his face grew overcast and softened by wistfulness. "Sakr-el-Bahr commands this time, and if Marzak goes, he goes with him."
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Portrait of Rafael Sabatini Rafael Sabatini The Sea-Hawk — Part II: Sakr-el-Bahr Chapter VIII: Mother and Son (1915)

With Marzak following at her heels, she swept like a fury into the darkened room where Asad took his ease.
"What is this I hear, O my lord?" she cried, in tone and manner more the European shrew than the submissive Eastern slave. "Is Sakr-el-Bahr to go upon this expedition against the treasure-galley of Spain?"
Reclining on his divan he looked her up and down with a languid eye. "Dost know of any better fitted to succeed?" quoth he.
"I know of one whom it is my lord's duty to prefer to that foreign adventurer. One who is entirely faithful and entirely to be trusted.
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Portrait of Rafael Sabatini Rafael Sabatini The Sea-Hawk — Part II: Sakr-el-Bahr Chapter VIII: Mother and Son (1915)

It is my desire that he sail as thy lieutenant on this voyage, and that thou be his preceptor even as I was thine of old."
Now here was something that pleased Sakr-el-Bahr as little as it pleased Marzak. Knowing the bitter enmity borne him by the son of Fenzileh he had every cause to fear trouble if this project of Asad's were realized.
"As I was thine of old!" he answered with crafty wistfulness. "Wilt thou not put to sea with us to-morrow, O Asad? There is none like thee in all Islam,, and what a joy were it not to stand beside thee on the prow as of old when we grapple with the Spaniard."
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