“And that can never be forgiven.”
“What do I care about that?”
“Perhaps nothing; only——”
“Don’t hesitate. You drive a fellow mad with your long pauses,” exclaimed Max, almost angrily.
“Don’t get mad, there’s a good chap. They only roast the one who insults the chief.”
“Really?”
“Yes, really. It is true; ask any of them. Now I don’t want to be either roasted, baked, or boiled, so I will have to accept the drummers, only——”
Again Ibrahim paused, and Max stood staring at him, but remained silent.
“Only I shall delay as long as I can.”
“We will get out of it.”