said something to Mansoor, whose face turned a shade more sallow as he listened.
“The Emir Abderrahman says that if you do not become Moslem, it is not worth while delaying the whole caravan in order to carry you upon the baggage-camels. If it were not for you, he says that we could travel twice as fast. He wishes to know therefore, once for ever, if you will accept the Koran.” Then in the same tone, as if he were still translating, he continued: “You had far better consent, for if you do not he will most certainly put you all to death.”
The unhappy prisoners looked at each other in despair. The two Emirs stood gravely watching them.
“For my part,” said Cochrane, “I had as soon die now as be a slave in Khartoum.”
“What do you say, Norah?” asked Belmont.
“If we die together, John, I don’t think I shall be afraid.”
“It is absurd that I should die for that in which I have never had belief,” said Fardet. “And yet it is not possible for the honour of a Frenchman that he should be converted in this
