Winston did not answer, for he was just then engaged in holding Aneth in a close embrace, while Mrs. Everingham looked upon the happy pair with moist eyes and smiling lips.
But old Lord Roane felt that their rescuer merited more tangible acknowledgment of his services.
“You are a brave man, Tadros,” he said.
“I am, indeed, sir,” agreed the dragoman, earnestly.
“When we return to Cairo I will see that you are properly rewarded.”
Tadros smiled with pleasure.
“Thank you, my lord,” said he; “it is no more than I deserve.”
“Just now,” continued his lordship, “we are bound for Luxor to celebrate a wedding.”
“With Tadros for dragoman,” remarked the Egyptian, calmly lighting a cigarette, “all things are possible.”