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"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.
He spread a report that this business was only a scare got up by us; that we poisoned the people and buried them alive. What does Norman do? He promptly arrests him, takes him to the Mudir, and says that the brute must be punished or he'll carry the matter to the Khedive." "Here's to you, Mr. Norman!" said Dicky, with a little laugh. "What does the Mudir do?" "Doesn't know what to do.
The female slaves were treated with even less ceremony, for the robber tore the very smocks from their shoulders to show the purchasers how smooth their skins were. First of all the woman and her little daughter were sold. A Mudir required them both, so at all events they had the consolation of each other's society.
"God is merciful, and Seti is bone of my bone," said Abou Seti, and laid his hand again upon his turban. That was how Mahommed Seti did not at once pay the price of the grindstone, but rode into the desert bearing the message of the Mudir and returned safely with the answer, and was again seen in the cafes of Manfaloot.
The woman carried the ball in her arms to the very verge of the lake, by the deep pool called "The Pool of the Slaughtered One." Dicky turned to the Mudir. "Are you ready?" he said. "Inshallah!" said the Mudir. The soldiers made a line, but the crowd overlapped the line. The fellaheen and Bedouins looked to see the Mudir summon the Ulema to condemn the woman to shame and darkness everlasting.
"True; but if the Mudir should die, where would be his testimony?" asked Dicky, and his eyes half closed, as though in idle contemplation of a pleasing theme. "Now," he added, still more negligently, "I shall see our master the Khedive before the moon is full. Were it not well that I should be satisfied for my friends?"
Presently the Sheikh-el-beled mounted the mastaba by the house, the holy men beside him, and pointing to the Arab youth, spoke loudly: "This sister of scorpions and crocodiles has earned a thousand deaths. She was a daughter of a pasha, and was lifted high. She was made the wife of Abbas Bey, our Mudir.
Dicky brought him a goolah of water. The next morning, at sunrise, a strange procession drew near to the Birket-el-Kurun. Twenty ghaffirs went ahead with their naboots; then came the kavasses, then the Mudir mounted, with Dicky riding beside, his hand upon the holster where his pistol was. The face of the Mudir was like a wrinkled skin of lard, his eyes had the look of one drunk with hashish.
For several miles my road winds around among the foot-hills of the range I crossed yesterday, but following a gradually widening depression, which finally terminates in the Gevmeili Chai Valley; and directly ahead and below me lies the considerable town of Enderes, surrounded by a broad fringe of apple-orchards, and walnut and jujube groves. While talking to the mudir, Mr.
'If you have any doubt, question my lord who is out here behind me a great one of the English, famed for his veracity. And I was ready to confirm each word he said. In a very little while that village was astir. It was the seat of a mudîr who had two soldiers at his beck and call.
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