“I’ll go along, too,” said Dick, rising.
CHAPTER XXV—SUNSET FROM THE CITADEL
Directly across the street from the hotel were gathered forty or more Egyptian donkeys, saddled, bridled and ready for riders. These donkeys were guarded by boys, who acted both as guides and drivers when the little animals were engaged.
The moment Dick, Brad, Dunbar, and Nadia appeared on the steps of the hotel it seemed that all the boys made a rush across the street, yelling wildly and beckoning with their dusky hands.
“I got good donkey; tak’ him!”
“Mine fine donkey, Teddy Rosefelt!”
“Mine best, Cha’ncey Depoo!”
“Tak’ mine, G’orge Wash’ton!”
“Tak’ mine, Carry Nation!”
“Well, say!” exclaimed Brad; “I’m getting some tired of being called Cha’ncey Depoo!”