He must have recognised the man by his voice.
"Abdul," continued the stranger, speaking Persian.

"I have business with thee this night; thou art going home.

If it is thy pleasure I will be with thee in two hours in thy dwelling." "Thy pleasure is my pleasure.

Be it so." I thought the head disappeared.
"Be it so," the voice echoed, growing faint, as if moving rapidly away from us.

The horses, momentarily startled by the unexpected pedestrian, regained their equanimity.