I think he's willing enough if he only had the power.

By Jove, Belmont, do look back at the river." Their route, which had lain through sand-strewn khors with jagged, black edges--places up which one would hardly think it possible that a camel could climb--opened out now on to a hard, rolling plain, covered thickly with rounded pebbles, dipping and rising to the violet hills upon the horizon.

So regular were the long, brown pebble-strewn curves, that they looked like the dark rollers of some monstrous ground-swell.

Here and there a little straggling sage-green tuft of camel-grass sprouted up between the stones.

Brown plains and violet hills--nothing else in front of them! Behind lay the black jagged rocks through which they had passed with orange slopes of sand, and then far away a thin line of green to mark the course of the river.