Ah, see, the houses of Assouan, the palms, the river, the masts of the dahabiehs!" Lacey quickened his camel's steps, and stretched out a hand to the inviting distance.

"'My, it's great," he said, and his eyes were blinking with tears.

Presently he pointed.

"There's a woman riding to meet us, Saa dat.

Golly, can't she ride! She means to be in it--to salute the returning brave." He did not glance at David.