Trust me in this, Sidi.

I pledge you my honor that, before the sun sets, she shall be given back to you unharmed, or I will return here myself, and your tribe shall slay me in what fashion they will.

So alone can she be saved uninjured.

Answer, will you have faith in me ?" The desert chief looked at him long; sitting motionless as a statue on his stallion, with the fierce gleam of his eyes fixed on the eyes of the man who so long had been his foe in contests whose chivalry equaled their daring.

The Chasseur never wavered once under the set, piercing, ruthless gaze.
Then the Emir pointed to the sun, that was not at its zenith: "You are a great warrior: such men do not lie.