epose.'

'The great Sheikh has allotted you a compartment of his pavilion,'
said the youth; 'but it will prove a noisy resting-place, I fear, for a
wounded man. I have a tent here, an humbler one, but which is at least
tranquil. Let me be your host!'

'You are most gracious, and I should be much inclined to be your guest,
but I am a prisoner,' he said, haughtily, 'and cannot presume to follow
my own will.'

'I will arrange all,' said the youth, and he conversed with Sheikh
Amalek for some moments. Then they all rose, the young man advancing to
Tancred, and saying in a sweet coaxing voice, 'You are under my care.
I will not be a cruel gaoler; I could not be to you.' So saying, making
their reverence to the great Sheikh, the two young men retired together
from the arena. Baroni would have followed them, when the youth stopped
him, saying, with decision, 'The great Sheikh expects your presence; you
must on no account be absent. I will tend your chief: you will permit
me?' he inquired in a tone of sympathy, and then, offering to support
the arm of Tancred, he murmured, 'It kills me to think that you are
wounded.'

Tancred was attracted to the young stranger: his prepossessing
appearance, his soft manners, the contrast which they afforded to all
around, and to the scenes and circumstances which Tancred had recently
experienced, were winning. Tancred, therefore, gladly accompanied him
to his pavilion, which was pitched outside the amphitheatre, and stood
apart. Notwithstanding the modest description of his tent by the young
Sheikh, it was by no means inconsiderable in size, for it possessed
several compartments, and was of a different colour and fashion from
those of the rest of the tribe. Several steeds were picketed in Arab
fashion near its entrance, and a group of attendants, smoking and
conversing with great animation, were sitting in a circle close at hand.
They pressed their hands to their hearts as Tancred and his host passed
them, but did not rise. Within the pavilion, Tancred found a luxurious
medley of cushions and soft carpets, forming a delightful divan; pipes
and arms, and, to his great surprise, several numbers of a French
newspaper published at Smyrna.

'Ah!' exclaimed Tancred, throwing himself on the divan, 'after all
I have gone through to-day, this is indeed a great and an unexpected
relief.'

''Tis your own divan,' said the young Arab, clapping his hands; 'and
when I have given some orders for your