The starlight was extraordinarily clear in that pure desert atmosphere, and by it I saw the face of Sergeant Quick bending over me.

Also, I saw Orme sitting up, staring about him stupidly, while a great yellow dog, with a head like a mastiff, licked his hand.

I knew the dog at once; it was that which Orme had bought from some wandering natives, and named Pharaoh because he ruled over all other dogs.

Moreover, I knew the two camels that stood near by.

So I was still on earth--unless, indeed we had all moved on a step.
"How did you find us, Sergeant ?" I asked feebly.
"Didn't find you, Doctor," answered Quick, "dog Pharaoh found you.