[The Tragedy of The Korosko by Arthur Conan Doyle]@TWC D-Link bookThe Tragedy of The Korosko CHAPTER X 18/42
And he looked in such a sternly questioning manner at every one who stared at him, that no one had the moral courage to make any remark about this modern miracle.
It was observed from that time forward that, if the Colonel had only to ride a hundred yards into the desert, he always began his preparations by putting a small black bottle with a pink label into the side-pocket of his coat. But those who knew him best at times when a man may best be known, said that the old soldier had a young man's heart and a young man's spirit-- so that if he wished to keep a young man's colour also it was not very unreasonable after all. It was very soothing and restful up there on the saloon deck, with no sound but the gentle lipping of the water as it rippled against the sides of the steamer.
The red after-glow was in the western sky, and it mottled the broad, smooth river with crimson.
Dimly they could discern the tall figures of herons standing upon the sand-banks, and farther off the line of riverside date-palms glided past them in a majestic procession.
Once more the silver stars were twinkling out, the same clear, placid, inexorable stars to which their weary eyes had been so often upturned during the long nights of their desert martyrdom. "Where do you put up in Cairo, Miss Adams ?" asked Mrs.Belmont at last. "Shepheard's, I think." "And you, Mr.Stephens ?" "Oh, Shepheard's, decidedly." "We are staying at the Continental.
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