I should be ruined if it reached the ears of Cook or Baedeker.' The cries of those unhappy servants having shamed me, I told him that I was content to count the money lost rather than that harmless folk should suffer for my carelessness.

Rashid protested, saying twelve pounds was no trifle, although I might, in youthful folly, so regard it.

He, as my servant, had to guard my wealth.
'The gold is lost.

It is the will of Allah.

Let it be,' I answered irritably.
'Thou wilt not tell the English consul ?' cried the host, with sudden eagerness.