of the others, Terence sprang to his feet: and
advanced to the spot where the sheik was standing. The Krooman who spoke
English was then called up; and Golah, taking him and the midshipman
each by a hand, led them into his tent,--whither they were followed by
Fatima.

The sheik now addressed a few words to the Krooman, who then told
Terence that his life depended on perfect obedience to Golah's orders.
His hands were to be tied; and he must not call out so as to be heard by
the others.

"He say," said the Krooman, "if you no make fight, and no make noise, he
no kill you."

The man further counselled Terence to submit quietly,--saying that the
least resistance would lead to all the white slaves being killed.

Though possessing more than average strength and power for a youth of
his age, Terence knew that, in a strife with the gigantic black sheik,
he would not have the slightest chance of being victor.

Should he shout to his companions, and have them all act in concert,--as
they had already proposed?

No. Such an act would most likely lead to two of them being shot; to the
third having his brains knocked out with the butt-end of a musket; and
to the fourth,--himself,--being strangled in the powerful grasp of
Golah, if not beheaded with the scimitar in the hands of Fatima. On
reflection, the young Scotchman yielded, and permitted his hands to be
tied behind his back; so, too, did the Krooman.

Golah now stepped out of the tent: and immediately after returned,
leading Harry Blount along with him.

On reaching the opening, and seeing Terence and the Krooman lying bound
upon the floor, the young Englishman started back, and struggled to free
himself from the grasp of the hand that had hold of him. His efforts
only resulted in his being instantly flung to the earth, and fast held
by his powerful adversary, who at the same time was also employed in
protecting his victim from the fury of Fatima.

Terence, Harry, and the Krooman were now conducted back over the ground,
and placed in their former position in the row,--from which they had
been temporarily taken.

Sailor Bill and Colin were next treated in a similar fashion,--both
being fast bound like their companions.

"What does the ould divil mane?" asked Bill when Golah was tying his
hands together. "Will he murder us all?"

"No," answered the Krooman, "He no kill but one of your party."

His eyes turned upon Colin as he spoke.

"Colin! Colin!" exclaimed Ha