Tell Lord Montdidier he may be friends with me if he cares to.

As his friend I will help make him rich for life! As his enemy, I will make Africa too hot and dangerous to hold him! Let him choose!" She stepped back and, without troubling to turn away, put powder on her nose and chin.
"Now let them up!" she said.
The Arabs lifted us to our feet.
"Loose them!" The expert of the three slipped the knots like a wizard doing parlor tricks; but I noticed that the other two held their knives extremely cautiously.

We should have been dead men if we had made a pugnacious motion.
"Now you may go! Unless Lord Montdidier agrees with me, the only safety for any of you is away from Africa! Go and tell him! Go!" "I'll give you your answer now!" said Will.
"No, you don't!" said I, remembering Monty's urgent admonition to tell her nothing and ask no questions.

"Come away, Will! There's nothing to be gained by talking back!" "Right you are!" he said, laughing like a boy again--this time like a boy whose fight has been broken off without his seeking or consent.
Like me, he pulled out a handkerchief and wiped blood from his neck.
The sight of his own blood--even such a little trickle as that--has peculiar effect an a man.
"By Jiminy, she has scratched the wrong dog's ear!" he growled to me as we went to the door together.
"They're all in there!" I said excitedly, when the door slammed shut behind us.

"Hurry down and get me a gun! I'll hold the door while you run for police and have 'em arrested!" "Piffle!" he said.