Ali Baba's two sons got one on either side of him without making him feel any better, for he too was a Hebron man and knew them and their reputation.

There was nothing improbable about their throwing in their lot with the greater robber Ali Higg.
Then the sheikh's men tried to load gifts on Grim--chickens, a live sheep, melons, vegetables, and camel milk in a gourd.

Grim did not even deign to acknowledge them in person, but made a gesture to Narayan Singh, who promptly took charge of the prisoner himself and sent Ali Baba's sons back for the presents.
They had the good grace to find fault with everything, vowing that the sheep especially was only fit for vultures.

However, with a final sneer or two anent the donor's manners they bore sheep and all along behind us back to camp.
"Is it well ?" called Ali Baba, watching on the ridge of a dune, and coming to life like a heron as soon as we drew near.
"All's well," said Grim.
"Father of cunning! What now ?" the old man answered..