“I hope so.”
Buckhart’s tone caused Dick to look up quickly.
“What’s the matter, Brad?” he asked.
“I’m worried, pard,” confessed the Texan.
“About them? Oh, nonsense; they’re all right.”
“They may be; but you know Budthorne is a mighty poor protector for a girl, and Nadia has been watched by that strange man we observed.”
“That is, she thought that man was watching her; but she was not sure of it.”
“She was pretty sure. He was a Turk, and you know what happened to her in Damascus.”
“Which, therefore, will not happen again. Don’t be foolish, old man.”
“You remember that other man—the one we saw join the Turk on Citadel Hill?”