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THE CARAVAN BROKEN UP. 205 Berber, and Achniet told them they could not deceive me, for.

I had the truth written in a book, they said not a word.

"We entered the town, which was larger, cleaner and handsomer than any place I had seen since leaving Siout. Arnaout soldiers were mixed with the Arabs in the streets, and we met a harem of Cairene ladies taking a walk, under the escort of two eunuchs. One of them stopped and greeted us, and her large black eyes sparkled between the folds of her veil as she exclaimed, in great apparent delight : " Ah, I know you come from Cairo ! " I passed through the streets, found a good place for my tent on the high bank above the water, and by an hour before sunset was comfortably encamped. I gave the men their backsheesh — forty-seven piastres in all, with which they were well satisfied, and they then left for the tents of their tribe, about two hours distant. I gave Eesa some trinkets for his bride, which he took with " Grod reward you ! " pressed my hand to his lips, and then went with them.

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