It was like pouring life into their veins.

They all, at the Professor's instigation, drank sparingly.
Quest, with a great sigh of relief, lit a cigar.
"Some adventure, this!" he declared.
The Professor, who had been talking to the men in their own language, turned back towards the two girls.
"It is a caravan," he explained, "of peaceful merchants on their way to Jaffa.

They are halting for us, and we shall be able, without a doubt, to arrange for water and food and a camel or two horses.

The man here asks if the ladies will take the horses and ride ?" They started off gaily to where the caravan had come to a standstill.

They had scarcely traversed a hundred yards, however, before the Arab who was leading Lenora's horse came to a sudden standstill.