A stranger in the land would have small hope of
success against a man whose antecedents were known, whose fortune was
reputed great, and who had at his back the whole gigantic strength of
the Jewish interest in Prague, if he chose to invoke the assistance of
his people. The matter would end in a few days in the Wanderer being
driven from the country, while Israel Kafka would be left behind to work
his will as might seem best in his own eyes.
There was Keyork Arabian. So far as it was possible to believe in the
sincerity of any of the strange persons among whom the Wanderer found
himself, it seemed certain that the sage was attached to Unorna by some
bond of mutual interests which he would be loth to break. Keyork had
many acquaintances and seemed to posses everywhere a certain amount of
respect, whether because he was perhaps a member of some widespread,
mysterious society of which the Wanderer knew nothing, or whether this
importance of his was due to his personal superiority of mind and wide
experience of travel, no one could say. But it seemed certain that if
Unorna could be placed for the time being in a safe refuge, it would be
best to apply to Keyork to insure her further protection. Meanwhile that
refuge must be found and Unorna must be conveyed to it without delay.
The Wanderer was admitted without question. He found Unorna in her
accustomed place. She had thrown aside her furs and was sitting in an
attitude of deep thought.
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