"What are you doing here ?" I asked in a kind of fiery indignation inspired by my intense curiosity.

"How did you get out of England after you had tried to steal away the lady to whom you sent the necklace?
What did you do with that lady after you had beguiled her from the boat at Abu-Simbel?
In the name of your Holy Child, or of Shaitan of the Mohammedans, or of Set of the Egyptians, answer me, lest I should make an end of both of you, which I can do here without any questions being asked," and I whipped out my pistol.
"Pardon us," said Harut with a grave smile, "but if you were to do as you say, Lord Macumazana, many questions would be asked which _you_ might find it hard to answer.

So be pleased to put that death-dealer back into its place, and to tell us before we reply to you, what you know of Set of the Egyptians." "As much or as little as you do," I replied.
Both bowed as though this information were of the most satisfactory order.

Then Harut went on: "In reply to your requests, O Macumazana, we left England by a steamboat and in due course after long journeyings we reached our own country.

We do not understand your allusions to a place called Abu-Simbel on the Nile, whence, never having been there, we have taken no lady.