The captives made no reply, but the boys were satisfied, from the expression on their faces, that they understood. The Bedouin inclined his head toward a passageway, and the strange procession started.
Some twenty minutes later they stepped out into the fresh night air of the desert.
"This is great," breathed Hickey, with a glowing face. "Shall we take these fellows along with us?"
"No, we will keep our word to them."
They untied the Bedouins, and the fellows slunk away and disappeared.
Dan uttered a loud hello.
"That you, Dynamite?" came an answer from one of the jackies who had been left outside.
With shouts of delight the party assembled, and all hands listened wonderingly to the story the boys had to tell. The guides told Dan and Sam that they had unearthed the lair of one of the worst bands that ever infested the desert in the vicinity of the Pyramids.
As a result of the information they gave, the band of brigands was routed from their hiding place for good and all.
Late that afternoon the lads once more set foot on the deck of the "Long Island," and the battleship shortly afterwards got under way. At muster that afternoon Dan and Sam were once more called before the captain.