A dozen voices answered, some one terrible thing, some another.
"Mercy!" moaned Achmet aghast.

"Mercy, Saadat!" he cried to David.
David looked at him calmly.

There was little mercy in his eyes as he answered: "Thy crimes sent to their death in the Nile those who never injured thee.

Dost thou quarrel with justice?
Compose thy soul, and I pray only the Effendina to give thee that seemly death thou didst deny thy victims." He bowed respectfully to Kaid.
Kaid frowned.

"The ways of Egypt are the ways of Egypt, and not of the land once thine," he answered shortly.