His
carriage, too, was that of a man of consequence, and he wore his
burnous rather in the Algerian style. This was Abdullah, who had
gathered from the negro's now almost incoherent words that Mrs. Haxton
had been spirited away In the carriage. He had his own reasons for
believing that the lady would encounter difficulties in Massowah, and
the man spoke her name readily, whereas Miss Fenshawe's was unknown to
either of them.
"Monsieur," said he, addressing Dick quietly in excellent French, "can
you ride?"
"Yes," said Dick, hoping against hope that this calm-eyed stranger
might be able to give him some sorely needed clue as to the manner, at
least, of Irene's capture.
"Come with me, then," continued Abdullah, in the same guarded tone. "I
think I may be able to find out where Madame has been taken."
"You can demand your own reward if you speak truly," said Dick. "Let me
bring you to Mr. Fenshawe. He will tell you--"
"I seek the aid of none but you," whispered Abdullah, "I come to you
only because you are a European, and I must have some one to justify me
lest trouble should arise.
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