“And I will save you! But, oh, Frank! how are we to get out of Tangier? I cannot! You must go alone—you must leave me to my fate!”
Her voice broke in a sob, and he drew her closer to him, mystified, bewildered, but dauntless.
“That I will never do,” he boldly declared. “You shall come with me. We will seek the protection of the United States Consul. He will aid us.”
“No, Frank, it is not possible. He will have no power to hold me from Ben Ahmet. It is not possible that we may escape together. That we must give up. You will be fortunate if you are able to escape with your life. Come, let us hurry from this place.”
CHAPTER VI.
FRANK’S VISITOR.
He longed to question her more, longed to solve the mystery that infolded the strange girl, but, well understanding the danger of discovery by the Moors, he permitted her to lead the way along the passage.
The stairs were reached, and Igela sprang up them as lightly as a fawn.
At the top of the stairs the heavy door was standing partly open. Beyond that door they might come face to face with Ben Ahmet and Ali Mustaf.
Frank was not armed. He would have given almost anything for a revolver at that moment. With such a weapon in his possession, he would have felt able to cope with half a dozen Moors.