d by their chief, Harry, by dint of words and signs, explained
what had occurred.

The Bedouins became at once friendly.

They were ever ready to help even the unbelieving Christians against
the still more hated Turks.

Two of their number were therefore told off to accompany Harry back.

By the aid of a torch, the three soon found their way to the rest of
the party, who were astonished and alarmed at the ferocious appearance
of their intending deliverers.

Indeed, the waiter and diver drew their weapons and prepared to offer
resistance, but Harry stepped forward and explained that the Arabs were
friends.

Thyra, who could speak perfectly both Turkish and Arabic, acted as
interpreter, and gave a full account of all that had occurred, which
seemed to impress the Bedouins greatly.

The beauty of the speaker produced a powerful effect upon the young and
gallant chief to whom Thyra particularly addressed herself.

"Oh, brave sheikh," she exclaimed, "hasten to assist the young
Englishman whom I love, and who has fallen into their hands while so
generously saving his friends."

"Lady, more beautiful than the peri of the gate of Heaven," replied the
chief, Kara-al-Zariel, "I and the warriors of my tribe will protect
thee and thy friends."

Thyra knelt and kissed the hem of the Arab chief's garment in humble
gratitude.

He raised her from the ground.

As he did so, the deepest admiration shone from his dark and luminous
eyes.

But Thyra felt love only for young Jack.

"We were even now debating how to attack the Turks," said the Arab,
"Ibrahim is our enemy; but from thy words, it would appear that they
are strong and many, and armed with the weapons of western science. In
the desert, we fear neither men, nor kings, nor armies, but in the
cities our strength availeth not."

"But you will at least fly to the assistance of brave Jack," implored
Thyra.

"It is too late; already the castle is in the hands of the pasha's men,
and your friend doubtless is their captive!"

"But you will rescue him?" entreated Thyra; "promise us that."

"I promise to make the attempt, fair maiden," answered Kara-al Zariel;
"but it must be by night and by stealth."

"That hope gives me comfort," exclaimed Thyra.

"Thou seemest greatly to love this Frankish youth," observed the chief,
bending his dark eyes upon her; "if so, he is much to be envied."

"Gallant emir," said Harry, addressing Al-Zariel at this juncture, "is
this c