"Yes, that it the slave's name; why, what makes you look so thoughtful?"
"I do not know," said Selim; "the name sounded familiar to me at first, but go on."
"Well, I will tell her what is proposed, and get her advice as to any mode that she may think best to adopt in regard to her escaping."
"But do you think she would prefer to go with me to an uncertain home, to the luxury she enjoys?"
"Of course you will take her to her home on the Circassian coast. That must be the understanding, and I will remunerate you for the extra trouble and expense."
"Never!" said the officer, honestly. "These Turks have paid me well for my services, and I have already a purse heavy with gold, after purchasing the Petrel, and if need be, I can make her pay."
"Have it as you will; it matters not to me, so that she reaches her home, and the Turk is foiled."
"I am a rover myself, and the Circassian coast would suit me quite as well as any other for a season. From whence does she come?"
"Anapa."
"Anapa? that shall be my destination," said Selim, at once.