His really startling points, however, were his remarks upon the colours of the mountains of Egypt and the sunset tints to be seen on the Red Sea and the Suez Canal.

To him the grey, and pink, and melancholy gold only brought up visions of a race at Epsom or Flemington--generally Flemington, where the staring Australian sun pours down on an emerald course, on a score of horses straining upon the start, the colours of the jockeys' coats and caps changing in the struggle like a kaleidoscope, and making strange harmonies of colour.
The comparison between the mountains of Egypt and a race-course might seem most absurd, if one did not remember that the bookmaker had his own standards, and that he thought he was paying unusual honour to the land of the Fellah.

Clovelly plaintively said, as he drank his hock and seltzer, that the bookmaker was hourly saving his life; and Colonel Ryder admitted at last that Kentucky never produced anything quite like him.
The evening before we came to the Suez Canal I was walking with Miss Treherne and her father.

I had seen Galt Roscoe in conversation with Mrs.Falchion.Presently I saw him rise to go away.

A moment after, in passing, I was near her.