But not one suspected the sex of this Frank.

The "captain" rode as gallantly as any, and with a firm hand reined her slim, white horse.
As the on-thundering swarm of horsemen approached the pointed arch, some sixty feet wide by ninety high, its intaglios and complex arabesques flashing with millions of sunlit sparkles, a clear, sustained chant drifted out over city and plain--the cry of some unseen muezzin, announcing news of great import to Jannati Shahr.

Came an echoing call of trumpets, from far, hidden places in the city; and kettle-drums boomed with dull reverberation.
"_Labbayk_, _Allahuma_!" shouted Bara Miyan, announcing with praise to Allah his entrance into the City of Gold.

A long, great shouting answered him from the massed thousands of white figures on the walls.
The Master saw innumerable dark faces peering down from snowy burnouses and haiks.

He saw the gleam of steel.