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The old man, Hakesh, was approaching feebly yet fearlessly, perhaps not even knowing the danger that awaited him, and that these fiends in human form were about to murder him in cold blood. The thought was too awful, and George looked about helplessly for a means to thwart them.
As they neared the centre of the town, Hakesh drew his companion's attention to a building surrounded by high walls. "That, I expect, is where they will imprison us. It is the town gaol, and since Arabi has been here they have used it for military purposes. It is a filthy den." "I expect so," replied George.
As soon as this was settled, the party once more saddled up and continued their journey. Hakesh was made to mount behind Helmar's saddle, and in this uncomfortable position the poor old man clung to him for support. "I can never thank you sufficiently for saving my life," said he, as they rode slowly along.
Does Hakesh not look to all the sick? does he not help the poor? besides, no Egyptian takes notice of his words, no true believer will follow his guidance, for he is mad. See, if anything is to be done, take him in as a prisoner to the Pasha, but do not kill him or evil will overtake you. He is insane!" The old man had now sighted the occupants of the bush, and increased his pace.
One or two of the other men backed their leader up, but Belbeis hung back with a look on his face that boded no good to Abdu. Helmar saw the look and had risen to his feet quietly, so as not to attract the attention of the soldiers, but Hakesh caught sight of his white face, and a smile came into his eyes. "Ah," he said, addressing Helmar in English, "you can speak for me.
"It is that madman, Hakesh, the Christian, the priest who goes about calling down the wrath of Allah on our beloved leader. See, he comes from the direction of Mishish, where he has been stirring up the people against Arabi, calling on them to assist the dogs of Christians."
I cannot make these people understand that I am a man of peace, and would rest." Abdu did not understand what he said, but seeing him address Helmar, quickly interposed. "He cannot assist you, he is a prisoner, therefore do not waste words with him. He is a dog of a Christian, too!" "Peace to your revilings!" answered Hakesh, in a tone of irritation.
Four of the men advanced to do his bidding. Belbeis had not moved. The old man looked round helplessly, not knowing what to expect. Then as the men caught hold of him he struggled feebly. Abdu had stood by, but the moment he saw Hakesh struggle he drew a knife. Helmar, who had not taken his eyes off the man for a moment, saw this.
At that instant he thought of poor old Hakesh, and wondered what was happening to him. Where was he? Did they intend to roast him too? "The inhuman devils!" he cried, as these thoughts flashed through his mind. He forgot about his own safety for the moment, as his mind wandered to the old priest.
"Peace be with you, my children!" said Hakesh, in a thin, quavering voice, as he stood in front of the party. "You are resting on your weary journey, I see. I will rest with you, for the sun is hot; I have walked far, and am weary too." The old man made as though to walk over to a bush and sit down, but Abdu intercepted him.
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