. On the road to Bagdad, a story of Townshend's gallent advance on the Tigris. able and im-patient. ^Looks like the habitation of some nomad shep-herd, he told Philip; ^wonder who it can be, andhow many there are in the family? In ordinary timesId have gone straight up to the house and asked forfood and shelter, but a fellow cant do that now, andits more than likely that whoever owns the placecarries arms with him always. They stood under the shade of those palm-trees forperhaps half an hour, watching the hut, watching thesmouldering fire, and sniffing enviously at the steamwhich blew over tow
. On the road to Bagdad, a story of Townshend's gallent advance on the Tigris. able and im-patient. ^Looks like the habitation of some nomad shep-herd, he told Philip; ^wonder who it can be, andhow many there are in the family? In ordinary timesId have gone straight up to the house and asked forfood and shelter, but a fellow cant do that now, andits more than likely that whoever owns the placecarries arms with him always. They stood under the shade of those palm-trees forperhaps half an hour, watching the hut, watching thesmouldering fire, and sniffing enviously at the steamwhich blew over towards them. If they had neverknown before what it was to be really hungry, theyknew it well that bright morning when so close tofood, so eagerly desirous of it, and so far, it seemed,from the likelihood of being able to secure it. Itmade them almost desperate at last, till they wereready to risk anything; but then, again, commonsense—that fund of caution possessed by both ofthem—held them back, kept them out of sight, andrestrained their impatience. A man came out of the. THE ARAB SET OFF ALONG A PATH WITHKX SOME TWENTY OUR HEROES News of Douglas Pasha 337 hut at last—a tall, bronzed Arab, over whose shoulderswas slung an ancient rifle, and in whose hand wasborne a long stick which he used to support him-self whilst walking. Calling over his shoulder andwhistling for a dog, which came bounding out of thehut, he set off along a path which led through thetrees within some twenty yards of our heroes, so close,in fact, that it was a wonder that the dog did not dis-cover them; and when he-was gone, and they couldno longer hear his steps, a woman emerged from thehut—an Arab like her lord and master. Throwinglogs on the fire, and replenishing the contents of theiron pot with something she carried in a basket, sheclosed the door of the somewhat dilapidated house,and took the same path as the man. ^Better see where she goes, said Geoff. ** Wellslink through the trees and
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