He had bought for a few shillings, from the soldiers, a dozen donkeys that had been found alive in some of the pits.

These he handed over to Fatma, for her conveyance and that of the wives of some of the emirs, who were of the party.
The Egyptians started at half-past eight, carrying their own wounded and those of the British.

By the route by which the army had marched, the night before, the distance was but nine miles; but there had been some rough places to pass, and to avoid these, where the wounded might have suffered from jolting, they made a circuit, thereby adding three miles to the length of the march; and did not reach Umdabieh camp until two o'clock in the morning.

General Hunter, who never spared himself, rode with them and acted as guide.
During the fight he, Colonel Macdonald, and Colonel Maxwell had ridden at the head of their brigades, the white regimental officers being on foot with the men, as was their custom; and it was surprising that the three conspicuous figures had all come through the storm of fire unscathed.
The next morning was a quiet one, and in the afternoon all marched off to the old camp, at Abadar.

On Sunday they rested, and on Monday the British brigade marched to Hudi, and then across the desert to Hermali, where they were to spend the summer.