“Get up, old fellow; stop your dreaming!” shouted Max so loudly that he was startled by the sound of his own voice.
Ibrahim moved so uneasily that Max was afraid he would capsize the boat.
He held him firmly on his seat, and shouted in his ear:
“Wake up!”
“Where am I?”
“Uncover your head and see.”
When Ibrahim was sufficiently awake to do so, he was as charmed as if he had awoke in an enchanted land.
“Allah be praised!” he exclaimed.
“Yes, old fellow, but how are we going to get out?”
“Allah will save us.”