“Never fear,” said Sĕra, calmly. “I can hide you in the cavity in the rear wall, which the royal one knows nothing of. There you will be safe until he goes away.”
“Very good!” he replied.
“When will Kāra come?” asked the woman, “and why does he visit Fedah again?”
“I expect him to-night or to-morrow. Why he comes I do not know.”
“Perhaps to pray beside Hatatcha’s mummy.”
“Where is that?” he asked, quickly.
“I cannot discover,” she returned. “Often I have examined their dwelling, but no secret door can I find anywhere. The tomb must be in the hills—or perhaps in the desert. There is an oasis where the dwarf Sebbet lives. He was known to be one of Hatatcha’s most devoted followers.”
“True,” said the dragoman, thoughtfully.
“The tomb must be in Sebbet’s oasis. Once Kāra stole old Nikko’s donkey and rode there.”
“Was that the last time we came here?” questioned Tadros.