“I apologize. I could not help it.”
“They think, also, that he never walks.”
“Never walks?”
“No; they imagine that he floats whenever he desires to reach any place.”
“Anything else?”
“Yes; they say that he has the blood of Mahomet in his veins, as well as that of Emin Bey.”
“Whom did you say?”
“Mahomet.”
“Yes, but the other name?”
“Emin.”