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The colonel had assured me that it was impossible to prevent this sacking of villages, as it was the reward the troops expected after a victory. Fortunately my model corps, the "Forty Thieves," were always with me, which enabled me to act decidedly. My lieutenant-colonel, Abd-el-Kader, and the faithful Monsoor, were ready to carry out my orders on the spot.
"Hush, Marjorie!" muttered her father. Monsieur gave her a beautiful smile and a charming bow. "Mademoiselle," he said sweetly, "is welcome to one hundred thousand guesses." With that there fell a silence. It was broken by Caw. "If I may say so, Monsoor seems to have forgotten that the clock is the property of Mr. Alan Craig, and therefore " "Mr.
He was the lamb in peace, and the lion in moments of danger. I owed him a debt of gratitude, for although I was the general, and he had been only a corporal when he first joined the expedition, he had watched over my safety like a brother. I should "never see his like again." Monsoor was the only Christian, excepting the European party. The graves were made.
I selected my officers and men, carefully avoiding Egyptian officers, with the exception of my true friends and aides-de-camp, Lieutenant-Colonel Abd-el-Kader, Captain Mohammed Deii of the "Forty Thieves," and the faithful Monsoor.
"But you will tell me if she and Mr. Alan Craik are now betrothered?" At that Caw's manner relaxed; he smiled rather complacently. "As a matter of fact, Monsoor," he replied, "the event took place yesterday, at four thirty-five p.m." "Bravo! But I am not all surprised. That night, when I see them together, I begin to smell a mouse."
On 7th July the Baris attacked the camp during the night. On 8th July I sent a company to take possession and to hold the island. They met the natives; and Monsoor and Achmet Bash Choush had a narrow escape from lances. The Baris lost three killed and two prisoners. On that day the river rose four feet six, which was the highest flood during the wet season.
"Stop the clock nevaire! what crime to think of! the clock must not stop till he stop himself!" "All right, Monsoor, you can explain all that to Mr. Alan Craig. The clock, like everything else here, belongs to him now, and I happen to have a headache this morning." "Hah! you have rejoice at the return of the young Mr.
The maker constructed it in a locked room in this house, of which my master had the key, and I think my master knew even more about it than Monsoor Guidet did. Is the temperature here agreeable to you, sir?" "A trifle warm, don't you think?" "It shall be regulated to suit you, sir. Mr. Craig was sensitive to a degree, one way or the other."
He busied himself with laying the silver. Gwendolyn halted in front of Jane, and lifted a puzzled face. "But but, Jane," she began defensively, "you don't ever dance." "Now, whatever do you think I was talkin' about?" demanded Jane, roughly. "You dance, don't you, at Monsoor Tellegen's, of a Saturday afternoon? Well, so do I when I get a' evenin' off, which isn't often, as you well know, Miss.
I now sent a party of fifteen sniders, under Lieutenant Ferritch Agha, one of my most courageous officers, with a supply of blue lights, to set fire, to the town on our left flank, and to push on to the spot where the missing Monsoor and Ferritch had fired their rifles.
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