He smiled; and I thought his smile was such as a sultan might, in a blissful and fond moment, bestow on a slave his gold and gems had enriched: I crushed his hand, which was ever hunting mine, vigorously, and thrust it back to him red with the passionate pressure.
Le vi sonreír y me pareció que aquella sonrisa era la de un sultán en el agradable momento de cubrir de joyas y oro a una de sus esclavas. Cogí su mano, y mientras él estrechaba con fuerza la mía, le dije: