There's a bull-Arab on the rampage with five thousand men, and he's got a claim out on our sheikh, Mustafa, for ivory he has here, and there's going to be a scrimmage.

We've got to make for a better position to-morrow, and meet Abdullah, the bull-Arab, further down the river.

That's one reason why Mustafa and all our friends here are so sweet on us now.

They look on the Saadat as a kind of mascot, and they think that he can wipe out the enemy with his flute, which they believe is a witch-stick to work wonders.
He's just sent for me to come, and I must stop soon.

Say, he hasn't had sleep for a fortnight.