“Allah wakbar—God is every where! It was your talleh—your destiny, Huckaback.”
“It was his kismet—his fate, your sublime highness,” rejoined Mustapha, “that he should go through those perils to amuse your leisure hours.”
“Wallah thaib—well said, by Allah! Let the slave rejoice in our bounty. Give him ten pieces of gold; we will open our ears to his next voyage to-morrow. Murakhas, you are dismissed.”
“May your sublime shadow never be less,” replied Huckaback, as he salaamed out of the pacha’s presence.
Volume Two--Chapter Six.
The Last Voyage of Huckaback.
Your highness will be surprised at the unheard-of adventures that occurred to me in my last voyage, and I think I can boldly assert that no man, either before or since, has explored so much, or has been in the peculiarly dangerous situations in which I have been placed by destiny.