But in the end he would come back.
For his friend was married, and to Ethne Eustace, and as for himself his life's work lay here in the Soudan.

He would certainly come back.

And so, turning on his side, he slept dreamlessly while the hosts of the stars trampled across the heavens above his head.
* * * * * Now, at this moment Abou Fatma of the Kabbabish tribe was sleeping under a boulder on the Khor Gwob.

He rose early and continued along the broad plains to the white city of Suakin.

There he repeated the story which he had told to Durrance to one Captain Willoughby, who was acting for the time as deputy-governor.