At the moment when the two men passed by the tent, the curtains opened softly, and a shadow glided silently after them.
When they were concealed amidst the packages, and standing near enough to each other to speak in a voice as low as a breath, the guide muttered:
"God be praised! I have been expecting your visit with impatience, Kennedy."
"Did you know that I was about to come?" the latter remarked suspiciously.
"No, but I hoped you would!"
"Is there anything fresh?"
"Yes, and much!"
"Speak, and make haste!"
"That is what I am going to do. All is lost!"
"Hem! what do you mean by that?"