Terence O'Rourke, Gentleman Adventurer
it will insure peace, and it will insure the unmolested passage of caravans through the territory of the Empire of the Sahara. I presume your majesty does not contemplate a chicken-hearted withdrawing of his hand at this late day?"
"Most certainly not," declared Lemercier, flushing under the sting in the Irishman's irony.
"And I am sure that Monsieur le Prince does not wish a repetition of this evening's excitement. Let me promise ye, messieurs, that if tribute be not paid to these men, pirates though they be, each day will see a duplicate of the skirmish of to-day. Ye will need regiments, messieurs, rather than tens, of men, if this is to be your method of conquering—"
"Enough," interrupted le petit Lemercier—avoiding the eyes of Monsieur le Prince, however; "tell him that we will pay in reason."
"Ask him how much," O'Rourke instructed Soly, who had meanwhile been steadily translating to the Tawarek.
"One thousand francs in gold yearly," was the reply; "for that he assures you safety and freedom from molestation from his or other tribes."
"We will pay it," said Lemercier, smiling at the insignificance of the sum.
O'Rourke could not repress a triumphant glance at Monsieur le Prince.
"Your majesty has the gold handy, I have no doubt?" he suggested.
"Get it, D'Ervy," commanded his majesty.
That individual went upon his errand, returning with the money in a canvas bag; it was handed the Tawarek, who accepted as his by right, and placed it in a fold of his burnoose.
With a few more words he rose as if to go.
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