It caught her under the jawbone, so that she could not see what his finger was doing, and did not dare try to move away.
"Now shout!" he ordered her.

"Tell 'em your name _Wallahi!_ Yell, or I'll kill you." She let out a bleat like a frightened goat, that might have been audible thirty yards away if there were no other noise.
"Louder! I'll blow your brains out if you disobey!" So she screamed at the top of her lungs, making her voice carry as all desert people can.

And after she had called three times she was answered by a clear, contralto woman's voice.
"Ay-ish-a! O Ay-ish-a!" "Jael! Jael!" she called back; and at that the rider of the middle camel waved the cloth again.
As fast as they caught sight of it--in tens and twenties--the oncoming riders halted.
But Ali Baba did not stand still.

Neither did we.

The three lone individuals in front of us began to approach.
"Come on!" said Grim.