“What is it?”
“He fears greatly that you will find yourself in great peril here in Damascus, and that you may be slain.”
“His fears seem to be well-founded. Is that all the message?”
“He commanded me to return to the city, seek you and learn if you were indeed in danger.”
“I certainly appreciate the sheik’s thoughtful concern. We are indeed in danger, and by the time you can return, and so inform him, it will be too late for him to render any assistance, should he be so inclined.”
“The noble sheik gave me instructions, in case I should find you in peril. He bade me suggest that you should attempt to escape from the city in disguise, at which you are exceeding clever.”
“A great idea!” Merriwell exclaimed. “It might be done.”
Then his face fell.
“But I am not the only one in danger, and I have no disguise save that which I used last night. I might make myself up like an English or American girl, but little good it would do, for the mob is aroused against foreigners, and a girl could not pass unmolested through the streets. Besides that, how could I get out of this hotel? The place is guarded.”
“As to that,” said Assouan, “I can show the way to leave the hotel unobserved, even as I entered it.”