Nabul did not understand all he said, but he knew what he meant quickly enough.
"Oh, yes," he cried, "me speak American, too."
"Oh, can you? Then we can talk together and we shall understand each other very well," cried the little American with great joy.
Nabul was so happy that he could only grin and point to the Pasha. "Teddy Pasha, his name, Teddy Pasha," he kept on saying.
"Oh, Uncle Ben, his little donkey is named Teddy; we must have him now, mustn't we?" cried George, as our little American friend was named.
"I don't imagine he can talk very much 'American' as he calls it," replied Uncle Ben, "but Mustapha has just been telling me that these two boys are good reliable little fellows and advises us to take them."
"I am sure they are," said George, enthusiastically, who had already made friends with the Pasha.
"Well, so long as you have made up your mind to see Egypt on donkey back, and are going to make your staid old uncle do the same thing, we will try these two boys and their donkeys to-day, and if they suit us we will engage them for the whole time we are here," said his uncle.