When at length the pain was soothed by bathing, we concocted this answer: "Murderer, known among men as Hassan-ben-Mohammed--Truly we sinned in not hanging you when you were in our power.

Oh! wolf who grows fat upon the blood of the innocent, this is a fault that we shall not commit again.

Your death is near to you and we believe at our hands.

Come with all your villains whenever you will.

The more there are of them the better we shall be pleased, who would rather rid the world of many fiends than of a few, "Till we meet again, Allan Quatermain, Stephen Somers." "Neat, if not Christian," I said when I had read the letter over.
"Yes," replied Stephen, "but perhaps just a little bombastic in tone.