She was not in the Mellah, and therefore she must have passed into the Moorish town before the gates closed at sunset.

Neither was she to be seen in the Feddan or at the Kasbah, or among the Arabs who sat in the red glow of the fires that burnt before their tents.

At last Israel bethought him of the mearrah, and there he found her.

It was dark, and the lonesome place was silent.

The reflection of the lights of the town rose into the sky above it, and the distant hum of voices came over the black town walls.