So blue! Tartarin, somewhat recovered from his fright, gazed at the landscape, while listening respectfully to the Montenegrin prince, who standing beside him, pointed out the different quarters of the town.

The Casbah, the upper town, the Rue Bab-Azoum.

Very well educated this prince of Montenegro.

What is more he knew Algiers well and spoke Arabic.

Tartarin had decided to cultivate his acquaintance when suddenly, along the rail on which they were leaning, he saw a row of big black hands grasping it from below.