"I am no stranger to the desert," Ali said.
Mimico asked, "Have you no fears at all?"
"Only fools go without fear," said Ali. "To fear the unknown is to be prepared for it."
"Some have so much fear that they refuse even to be prepared," Mimico grunted. He named various other camel drivers who found the existence of Camp Verde ideal, since they had the finest of care and nothing to do. Asked to accompany the expedition and honestly informed of its nature and probable dangers, they had promptly terminated their employment and requested passage back to their native land.
When Mimico finished his appraisal of this worthless lot, Ali said simply, "They are Egyptians."
"They are cowards," Mimico amended. "I have known many old women with more courage. When does the leader of this expedition arrive, Ali?"
"I do not know the day, but it will be soon. I have been asked to be present at all times, for this man is expected to tarry only long enough to choose his camels."
Mimico said, "I wish you luck, Ali."
"And may fortune attend you," Ali responded.
Halfway across the camel khan, Ali stood grimly unmoving and silently awaited that which Allah had ordained. At any rate, none but Allah could now direct the tide of destiny, for Ali himself had tried.