arrival of more savage troops, the Emir and his son spent a
good deal of time in a kind of rough drilling of the powerful body of
men who followed their standard, and it became quite a matter of course
for Frank to accompany the young chief, who made him more and more a
companion; but there were days when they rode about together, and as
Frank grew more familiar with the city his Baggara companion willingly
enough allowed him to select the way they went, and naturally enough
Frank arranged that either in going or coming they should pass the
friendly chiefs house.

It was easily managed, for Frank, who had naturally enough been pleased
with the beautiful Arabian horse he rode, made this the excuse in a dumb
way of displaying a deep interest in horses and camels, taking the young
Emir about among their own, examining the Emir's stud in his company,
and finally contriving to make him understand that he wanted to see
those belonging to his friend.

All happened more favourably than he could have anticipated, and as
Frank's companion readily joined in anything that seemed to please his
friend, it came about that one day Frank found himself in the Emir's
place, inspecting the beautiful horses and camels which formed the
chiefs principal wealth.

They were shown readily enough, the chief looking proud and pleased with
the eager examination and satisfaction expressed by his visitors, having
first one and then another saddled for the friends to try, though, while
showing a smiling face and making much of the various noble-looking
brutes, there was a weary sickness about the young man's heart as he
sought in vain for an opportunity to make himself known to the Emir's
slave. Meanwhile Harry led up horse after horse, saddled and unsaddled,
even holding his brother's stirrup, but never displaying the slightest
emotion, when Frank was thrilling in every fibre as he made use of
Harry's hand and shoulder unnecessarily while mounting the kneeling
camel which he had been holding when they first met.

It was something, that touch, and to be so near to his brother. A word
would have been sufficient to make his presence known, but Frank dared
not utter that word, for the Emir was there giving orders to his slave,
and his companion was always close by, so that it was impossible to slip
that tightly folded scrap of paper into the young officer's hand. It
only contained a few words, but they would have been enough if he could
have give