He was less stoical and apathetic than most Egyptians.

Also he was absurdly vain, and he knew that his vanity would receive rough usage.
Now the door swung open, and a portly figure entered quickly.

For so large a man Prince Kaid was light and subtle in his movements.

His face was mobile, his eye keen and human.
Achmet salaamed low.

"The gardens of the First Heaven be thine, and the uttermost joy, Effendina," he said elaborately.
"A thousand colours to the rainbow of thy happiness," answered Kaid mechanically, and seated himself cross-legged on a divan, taking a narghileh from the black slave who had glided ghostlike behind him.
"What hour didst thou find him?
Where hast thou placed him ?" he added, after a moment.
Achmet salaamed once more.