"Kaffar," I said, "had I a heart like you Egyptians, you know what I should do; but—well, I will be merciful on one condition."
"Oh, what-what?"
"That you will come back to England with me at once."
"I cannot; I dare not. He has promised to take my life-blood if I do."
"No harm shall happen to you, I promise."
"You will not allow him to touch me?"
"He shall not."
"Then I will go."
My point was gained. The man had promised to accompany me willingly, while I had expected a difficult matter in getting him to England.
Early the next day we were on our way to England, Simon and I taking turns in watching the wily Egyptian.