"Hark! what is that?" asked the physician, turning to the back part of the cabin.
"Nothing, but a young friend of mine; he's asleep, I think."
"Asleep; why he's moving, and must have overheard us, I am sure."
"No fear."
"But what we have said is no more nor less than downright treason."
"That's true."
"And would cost us both our heads if it should be reported."
"He wont report it if he has heard it; he bears the Sultan no good-will, I can assure you, for it is only a day or two since that he was sentenced to death by him for some trivial cause."
"What was it?" asked the Armenian.
"Getting a peep at some of his favorites, I believe, or some such affair."