"They have
escaped me this time. When I am rich, rich as any king in Europe, I
shall have a king's power. Then I shall find them and crush them
utterly."
The driver swung his horses towards the sea front.
"No, no," cried Mrs. Haxton. "Go through the bazaar. Drive slowly."
And, in the next breath, she explained to von Kerber: "We must find
Abdullah. He is somewhere in the main street. Above all things, we must
find Abdullah. Alfieri leaves Massowah tonight, and he is making for
the Five Hills. Our only hope lies with Abdullah."
CHAPTER XII
STUMP DEPENDS ON OBSERVATION
After eight hours of dreamless sleep, Irene awoke to a torpid but
blissful conviction that bed is a most comfortable place when bones
ache and the slightest movement is made irksome by patches of chafed
skin. In fact, having buried her hands gingerly in the wealth of brown
hair that streamed over the pillow, she lay and watched the white
planks of the deck overhead, wondering idly what time it was. The
effort to guess the hour brought her a stage nearer complete
consciousness.
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