He selected a young fellow who, although evidently exerting himself to the utmost, was clearly incapable of doing his share in carrying the heavy bales and boxes, that were easily handled by older men.

He had a pleasant face, and looked more intelligent than most of the others.
"To what tribe do you belong ?" Gregory asked him.
"The Jaalin.

I come from near Metemmeh." "I want a servant.

You do not seem to be strong enough for this work, but if you will be faithful, and do what I tell you, I will try you." The young fellow's face lit up.
"I will be faithful, bey.

It would be kind of you to take me.