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Naoum and George now went together to the stern of the boat and watched anxiously the pursuing rebels, who after their first volley from the shore had wasted no more powder, apparently content to wait until they came up with their prey. They filled two boats, and George thought that, given a fair and even chance, they could easily be overpowered.
He could see that this man wanted to help him if he could only find a way. Apparently the fellow was not very resourceful, so he determined that he must suggest something himself. "You say that Naoum is at Damanhour, and you are to be one of my escort well, look here. Do you think you could manage to give him a note from me when we arrive? He will pay you well." "Me want no pay.
"We have no arms, at least I have none." "You have not yet examined your saddle," replied Belbeis, with a smile. "Naoum thinks of everything. You are equipped with pistols and a carbine, and your magazine is filled with cartridges."
A light began to dawn on Helmar, and he at last understood what Naoum was driving at; but how was the escape to be accomplished? "I am ready and willing," said George, "but tell me how you hope to get me out of here." "That will be simple enough. The part that is difficult will be the journey.
"It seems to me the best thing that could happen, Naoum. Why, I shall be able to explain away all that the wretch Arden has told him, and, very likely, bring Arabi's wrath down on his own head. It's splendid!" Naoum watched the animated, hopeful face, smiling indulgently.
He hoped that the interview was to be a private one, with perhaps only Naoum present. He felt under those circumstances that he would then have less hesitation in speaking his mind. He feared nothing, convinced as he was that anything he could say could not possibly make his position worse. Naoum would not fail him, and he would rely on his power for protection.
With this man Abdu, a renowned villain, to watch him at the instigation of his most bitter enemy there didn't seem to him to be much hope left. Naoum stepped up to his side and seated himself on the divan. Leaning over, he said in impressive tones "My plans are complete. By the time you reach Cairo, Mariam, my mother, will know of your coming and be ready for any emergency.
Presently the firing re-commenced with a fearful fusillade, and Naoum gave orders to attack. Nearer and nearer came the rebels, and more fierce became the firing. George was on one side of the vessel and Naoum on the other encouraging the men in their defence. The rebels' ranks were thinning fast, and George began to hope they would give in.
As the last of them disappeared, Helmar fell rather than sat down on the deck, breathing hard. "That was a close call," he panted. "If they'd held on a bit longer, I was completely done. Poof! I've had enough for one day." Naoum was taking pot shots at the boats as they dodged about, picking up the men who had fallen into the water. He paused at his companion's words.
Naoum and I, whose interests do not entirely lie in this city, intend to thwart him for the sake of humanity, but without you our object will be difficult to accomplish." "Yes, yes," said George, impatiently. "But how can I stop it? I am at best but one man, and a prisoner, and," ruefully glancing at his nurse, "by the present signs, not likely to be able to get about for a month."
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