Bring your goods quickly, and I shall receive them in payment of what you owe me from last year.' And he laughed, and struck me on the shoulder with his open hand.

May Jehannum be his lot!" "We will fight him," said young Bahassoen, crisply.

"We shall fight if there is help and a leader.

Tuan Abdulla, will you come among us ?" Abdulla did not answer at once.

His lips moved in an inaudible whisper and the beads passed through his fingers with a dry click.