"Certain spies of mine last night saw four white men riding on fine camels towards Egypt, and reported it to me as I led my army to the secret pass that Harmac showed me, which you Abati could never find.

But I said, 'Let them go; it is right that brave men who have been the mock of the Abati should be allowed their freedom.' Yes, I said this, although one of them was my daughter's husband, or near to it.

But she will have no more of him who fled to his father rather than with her, so it was best that he should go also, since, if I brought him back it must be to his death." "Yes," I answered boldly, "I go after the Western men; I who have done with these Abati.

I wish to see new lands." "And find an old love who thinks ill of you just now," he said, stroking his beard.

"Well, no wonder, for here has been a marriage feast.