Almost could I think that yonder Arab was he who sat behind my saddle, and yonder woman she who rode with you, and that those two horses were Flame and Smoke reborn.

Note their whirlwind pace, and strength, and stride." Almost as he finished speaking the strangers pulled up their steeds in front of the company, to whom the man bowed his salutations.

Then Godwin saw his face, and knew him at once as the old Arab called Son of the Sand, who had given them the horses Flame and Smoke.
"Sir," said the Arab to the leader of the embassy, "I have come to ask a favour of yonder knights who travel with you, which I think that they, who have ridden my horses, will not refuse me.
This woman," and he pointed to the closely-veiled shape of his companion, "is a relative of mine whom I desire to deliver to friends in Jerusalem, but dare not do so myself because the hilldwellers between here and there are hostile to my tribe.

She is of the Christian faith and no spy, but cannot speak your language.

Within the south gate she will be met by her relatives.
I have spoken." "Let the knights settle it," said the commander, shrugging his shoulders impatiently and spurring his horse.
"Surely we will take her," said Godwin, "though what we shall do with her if her friends are wanting I do not know.