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Updated: May 5, 2025


The woman's eyes came like lightning from the distance, and fastened upon his face. Then he said, with the back of his hand to his mouth to hide a yawn: "The manner of her death will please the Mudir. It must please him." "What death does this vulture among women choose to die?" said the Sheikh-el-beled. Her answer could scarcely be heard in the roar and the riot surrounding the hut.

Trundling through the town in quest of a khan, I am soon surrounded by a clamorous crowd; and passing the house or office of the mudir or headman of the place, that person sallies forth, and, after ascertaining the cause of the commotion, begs me to favor the crowd and himself by riding round a vacant piece of ground hard by.

"You'll go to the Mudir?" asked Fielding eagerly. He seemed to set so much store by this particular business. "I'll bring the Mudir too, if there's any trouble," said Dicky grimly; though it is possible he did not mean what he said. Two hours later Fielding, Dicky, and Norman were in conference, extending their plans of campaign.

"In the name of our master the Khedive!" he cried. Above the spot where the two had sunk floated the red tarboosh of the Mudir of the Fayoum. Mr. William Sowerby, lieutenant in the Mounted Infantry, was in a difficult situation, out of which he was little likely to come with credit or his life.

The beast's sides were scraped as a tree is barked, and the hind quarters gored as though by a harrow. Dicky was riding with the mamour of the district, Fielding was a distance behind with Trousers and the Mudir.

It is six hours distant from Yuzgat to the large village of Koelme, as distance is measured here, or about twenty-three English miles; but the road is mostly ridable, and I roll into the village in about three hours and a half. Just beyond Koehne, the roads fork, and the mudir kindly sends a mounted zaptieh to guide me aright, for fear I shouldn't quite understand by his pantomimic explanations.

Dicky heard, but did no more than fasten his eyes upon the Mudir for a moment. "Your business?" asked the Mudir. "The business of the Khedive," answered Dicky, and his riding-whip tapped his leggings. "I have come about the English girl." As he said this, he lighted a cigarette slowly, looking, as it were casually, into the Mudir's eyes.

His fingers fumbled with his robe of striped silk. He cursed the Mudir in his heart for his bitter humour; but was not his son in prison, and did it not lie with the Mudir whether he lived or died? So he answered: "All-seeing and all-knowing art thou, O effendi, and I have reckoned the rentals even to this hour for the ten years fifty piastres for each feddan "

Behind them came the woman, and now upon her face there was only a look of peace. The distracted gaze had gone from her eyes, and she listened without a tremor to the voices of the wailers behind. Twenty yards from the lake, Dicky called a halt Dicky, not the Mudir. The soldiers came forward and put heavy chains and a ball upon the woman's ankles.

"Sit still you had better sit still," he added, in a soothing voice behind which was a deadly authority. The Mudir licked his dry, colourless lips, and gasped, for he might make an outcry, but he saw that Dicky would be quicker. He had been too long enervated by indulgence to make a fight.

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