'Allah Kebir! I did not expect you to fly.'
'Of course not—she was wrecked upon the coast.'
'And you escaped?'
'Narrowly, as you may see—all we possess is upon us, and we are almost famished.'
'Bismillah! now I remember having smoked pipe with you once.'
'Where, Aga?'
'In the khan at Heraclea.'
'I think I remember you,' said I; though in truth I had no recollection of the worthy man whatever.
'I have some dates and the spring-water here; but you are welcome to both. Eat with me, and we shall be friends. I am no Aga, but a humble dealer in cherry-sticks, and having sold all my stock in Selyvria, am now returning home.'
'To yonder town?'