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Through the racket from the hallway above faintly came the voice of Kalil Majdalain. "Her head is free of the ceiling. Quick, Kasheed! Turn her, thou, upon the landing!" "Whack!" responded the lath in the hand of Kasheed Hassoun. Step by step the gentle shaggy brute felt her way with feet, knees and nozzle up the narrow staircase.
Then he lit a stogy and stretched his long legs comfortably out under the narrow table. Yes, this was the very spot where either Sardi Babu and his friends had been sitting the night of the murder or Kasheed Hassoun and his friends one or the other; he wondered if anybody would ever know which.
The stenographer was examining a copy of Meraat-ul-Gharb, the clerk a copy of El Zeman, and in front of the judge's chair had been laid a copy of Al-Hoda. His honor gave a single sniff, cast his eye over the picturesque throng, and said: "Pst! Captain! Open that window!" Then he picked up the calendar and read: "'People versus Kasheed Hassoun Murder."
"This here," began Murphy, "is a complaint by Sardi Babu" he swung the cowering little man with a twist before the bench "against one Kasheed Hassoun for violating the health ordinances." "No, no! I do not complain! I am not one who complains. It is nothing whatever to me if Kasheed Hassoun keeps a camel! I care not," cried Babu in Arabic. "What's he talkin' about?" interrupted Burke.
"Ascend, dog of a dog!" panted Kasheed. "Move thy accursed feet, O wizened hump! Daughter of Satan, give me room! Thou art squeezing out my life! Only go on, child of my heart! It is but a step upward, O Queen of the Nile. Hold the rope tight, Kalil!" The camel obediently surged forward, breaking off a section of banister.
"I zay," suddenly exploded Zahoul "dees papaire eet half contemptuous article on ze menkaha zat dees Kasheed Hassoun not kill dees Sardi Babu!" "He says," translated Pepperill, "that the newspaper contains an indiscreet article in favor of the defense. I had no idea there would be any improper attempt to influence the jury." "What difference does it make, anyway?" inquired His Honor.
Habu Kahoots was typical of all the rest it may perhaps be set forth as an example, particularly as Mr. Kahoots spoke English, which the others did not. "And den," asserted Mr. Kahoots stolidly, "Kasheed Hassoun, he grab heem by ze troat and break hees neck."
"I was here behind the screen. I saw the whole thing. I saw Kasheed Hassoun come in and speak to Sardi Babu, and I saw Sardi draw his revolver, and I saw Kasheed tear it out of his hand and strangle him." Mr. Tutt turned cold. "You saw that?" he challenged. "Sure." "How many other people were there in the restaurant?" inquired Mr. Tutt. "Nobody at all," answered George in a matter-of-fact tone.
"I don't know exactly who did it but they've arrested Kasheed Hassoun, the owner of Eset el Gazzar." "Who?" roared Tutt. "The camel. You see, nobody knew she was in the attic until I saw her stick her head out of the hole in the roof. Then I told Murphy and he went up and found her there. But Kasheed thought Sardi had told on him, you see, and nobody would believe him when he said he hadn't.
"You're the great lawyer who defended Kasheed Hassoun." "That's right. How did you know that, now?" "I was to the trial." "Do you think he ought to have been let off?" asked Mr. Tutt whimsically. "I don't know," returned the child. "I guess you did right not to call me as a witness." Mr. Tutt wrinkled his brows. "Eh? What? You weren't a witness, were you?" "Of course I was!" laughed George.
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