Once the causeway was crossed, Abdullah called a halt.
"This road leads into the main street, monsieur," said he to Royson.
"It is quite near. If the lady is able to walk to the hotel, it will
attract less attention than riding. Meanwhile, I can take the horses to
their stables, and hasten in advance to tell your friends that you are
safe."
They agreed instantly. Royson did not forget to pat the plucky little
Arab that had carried him to the Gates of Eden, and Irene said that if
it were feasible she would buy Moti and have him sent to England. And
thus they parted from Abdullah, thinking to meet him again five minutes
later.
But their next encounter with the Spear-thrower was destined to take
place under strange conditions. His present intent was to slip away and
seek an interview with Mrs. Haxton, as he had managed to worm out the
information that she was on board the yacht. The last thing he desired
was to be dragged into prominence. Though he had not been taught that a
man might "do good by stealth and blush to find it fame," he was
specially anxious that his action of that night should not be trumpeted
forth in every ear.
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