“Did you ever cross the ocean?”
“Never.”
“Can it be I am mistaken?”
“You certainly are, if you think you ever met me before.”
Enoch began to pluck up courage.
“I have a remarkable memory for faces and names.”
“You err now, then.”
“Perhaps I do; excuse me.”
Ashah released his hold on Cook’s collar. The latter turned to go away. As he did so, the Abyssinian struck him on the back of the neck with all his strength.
Enoch fell insensible to the pavement. When he recovered consciousness, he found himself in a handsomely furnished parlor, and in the presence of Ajeeb and a man he did not know. The latter was Billy Barry. Ajeeb commanded Cook to be seated, and the latter obeyed.