"The other arm, perhaps, may not have lost its cunning!" The Olema shook his head.
"No, by Allah!" he replied.

"I know thy magic can numb the flesh, and it is a good magic.

It is strong.

But by the rising of the stars--and that is a great oath--the bullets of our long rifles can pierce thine unbelieving body!" "Then bring six of thy best riflemen and station them a dozen paces from me," the Master challenged.

"Let them look well to their cartridges.