But he might as well have addressed a stone wall.
The tyrant waited a moment.
Then he seized one of the girls and dragged her aside, tearing down her veil as he did so, and—
Oh, what a roar.
A wild ejaculation of disgust escaped him, for the face under the veil was black.
Black as night, with huge, saucer-like eyes, and a huge mouth wearing a grin that was alarming.
"Yah, yah! don't you like me, old man? Tink I do for you? Yah, yah!"
And Tinker stood with his tongue out, grinning at the fierce Turk.
The deputy-governor, enraged, made a rush at poor Tinker, and gave him a spiteful, if undignified back hander.
"Golly!" cried Tinker. "Cantankerous immense beast, old Turkey."