d. It
is good to help the old and feeble."

But suddenly Dan who had taken the glasses, gave a cry. His face grew
pale. Turning to Dick he said in a low voice.

"Kulki! It is Kulki!"

"Kulki!" repeated Dick. "It can't be. What has happened?"

The two boys hastened after Kurt and Kurul and had no difficulty in
overtaking them, for the savages were afraid and went warily, invoking
Tahara to protect them at every step.

Dick was the first to reach the Gorol warrior, who limped and staggered
and when he realized that his friends had come to help him he sank to
the sand at Dick's feet.

"Master forgive! I could not!" he moaned.

Dick raised the Gorol to his feet but he was trembling so violently
that he had to be half carried back to the village where, a word at a
time between his pleas for forgiveness, Dick got his story.

Kulki and his two Taharan companions had found the Arab camp. Suli was
there and Abdul. And the wicked Cimbula!

"But Veena! Where is Veena?" demanded Raal, his heavy face white with
anxiety, His large hands were clenched as he stood menacingly above the
Gorol. "Where is Veena and where are the two warriors who went with
you?"

"The warriors are dead," replied Kulki.

"But where is Veena?" asked Dick. His voice was stern as he tried to
hide the emotion he felt.

"Forgive O Master, I could not bring her back. The Arabs have
imprisoned her. They tortured me through long hours, hitting me with
heavy thongs and burned me with hot embers, then they sent me home to
tell you. I have travelled all day and all night to bring help." The
Gorol youth looked at Raal imploringly, then continued, "Veena, the
little white princess will not be killed and we have still time to save
her if we go at once. That is what Cimbula said to me and he
understands the language and the ways of the Arabs."

"What do you mean, Kulki?" demanded Dick anxiously.

"Suli and Abdul protect her, for they are anxious to sell her for a big
price."

Cries arose from the listeners, for most of the tribe had gathered to
hear what Kulki had to tell. The women shrieked and moaned, rocking
themselves back and forth, and tearing their hair.

Dick raised his hand for silence.

"Be quiet my friends," he said calmly. "Kulki says we still have time
to save her." Then he turned to the Gorol, "Are you sure? Tell us all
you know!"

"Cimbula tell me all they said," went on Kulki. "Suli and Abdul are
waiting for th