It was one grand meestake." Meanwhile Mustapha has come up.
Doctor John Craig is filled with a new excitement now.

In his eyes the coming of this man means much.

It is strange that no suspicion enters his head in connection with Mustapha.

Even while he is so certain that the driver of the omnibus is in league with their enemies; that the break down is only a part of the grand scheme to obtain possession of the English girl who can pay a big ransom, he has never once connected the Arab guide with the matter.
This is all the more singular because Mustapha Cadi was on the top of the coach at the time of the wreck, and he disappeared with the driver.
It can only be accounted for by the fact that like most keen men John Craig is in the habit of relying upon his judgment in such matters, and there is something about the face of Mustapha that wins his confidence.
Then, again, there are the events of the preceding night.

The courier stood by him like a Spartan hero; yes, he can be trusted.
Thus John meets the guide warmly, and a new hope immediately springs into existence, a hope born of confidence.
"What does all this mean, Mustapha Cadi?
See, I have brought the agent of the stage line, but when we arrive at the scene of the wreck we find it deserted.