They have an order from General Hunter." "Will you be away long ?" he asked Gregory, in Arabic.
"A week or more, my lord," the latter replied.
"Ah! I suppose you are going to Gakdul.

As far as we have heard, there are no Dervishes there.

Well, you must keep a sharp lookout.

They may be in hiding anywhere about there, and your heads won't be worth much, if they lay hands on you." "We intend to do so, sir;" and then, mounting, they rode on, the native officer walking beside them.
"You know the country, I suppose ?" he said.

"The Dervishes are bad, but I would rather fall into their hands than lose my way in the desert.
The one is a musket ball or a quick chop with a knife, the other an agony for two or three days." "I have been along the road before," Zaki said.