I fear that you men will fall off, for it is no easy matter to remain upon a galloping camel; but as to the women, it is impossible.

No, we shall leave the women, and if you will not leave the women, then we shall leave all of you and start by ourselves." "Very good! Go!" said the Colonel abruptly, and settled down as if to sleep once more.

He knew that with Orientals it is the silent man who is most likely to have his way.
The negro turned and crept away for some little distance, where he was met by one of his fellaheen comrades, Mehemet Ali, who had charge of the camels.

The two argued for some little time--for those three hundred golden pieces were not to be lightly resigned.

Then the negro crept back to Colonel Cochrane.
"Mehemet Ali has agreed," said he.