alike the Egyptians and the faithful Mahdists. With what will you defend yourself, if wild animals or brigands attack you?"
Stas purposely exaggerated in speaking of wild animals, but, on the other hand, highway robberies in Nubia, from the time of the war, occurred quite frequently, particularly in the southern part of the country bordering upon the Sudân.
Idris pondered for a while over the question, which surprised him, as heretofore he had not thought of these new dangers, and replied:
"We have knives and a rifle."
"Such a rifle is good for nothing."
"I know. Yours is better, but we do not know how to shoot from it, and we will not place it in your hands."
"Even unloaded?"
"Yes, for it may be bewitched."
Stas shrugged his shoulders.
"Idris, if Gebhr said that, I would not be surprised, but I thought that you had more sense. From an unloaded rifle even your Mahdi could not fire—"
"Silence!" interrupted Idris sternly. "The Mahdi is able to fire even from his finger."
"Then you also can fire in that way."
The Sudânese looked keenly into the boy's eyes.
"Why do you want me to give you the rifle?"
"I want to teach you how to fire from it."
"Why should that concern you?"
"A great deal, for if the brigands attack us they might kill us all. But if you are afraid of the rifle and of me then it does not matter."
Idris was silent. In reality he was afraid, but did not want to admit it. He was anxious, however, to get acquainted with the English weapon, for its possession and
