It seemed as if he could not collect his senses in a hurry.
“Yes, yes!” he murmured. “It was Koosh.”
“I have heard of him.”
“He is the curse of the Red Sea from Aden to Suez. Everyone will tell you that.”
“You are not far wrong.”
“Am I a fool? Call me a liar!”
“Not for an instant,” replied Harry. “You have an ugly hole in your neck and you are bleeding too fast,” said Harry.
“That is true enough.”
“I will tie you up, and you shall have your wished-for revenge on Koosh.”
“Will you promise me that?”