Part 20 (1/2)
”Then I die here, and very likely thou, too!” thehis rifle to the port in front of hie As it was, King was quick enough to balance ain The horses sensed exciteh the jezailchi let the rifle fall across his lap, and at that King put the pistol out of sight
”Fool!” hissed Is knows the ”Hills” better in soes who live in thee whether there will be a fight presently or not
”Why won't you tell me where she is?” he asked in his friendliest voice, and that would wheedle secrets from the Sphynx
”Her secrets are her own, and ue out first!”
”Enviable wo aside ”Take my spare horse and leave me that weary one, so you will recover the lost tiladly, saying nothing When he had shi+fted the saddle and reat air, not soto scowl at Ismail But he had not ridden a dozen paces when he sat round in the saddle and drew rein
”Sahib!” he called ”Sahib!”
King waited He had waited for this very thing and could afford to wait a er
”Hast thou-is there-does the sahib-I have not tasted-”
He nize in pretty nearly every land under the sun
”So-ho!” laughed King, patting his hip pocket, fro ever since he put the pistol out of sight ”So our copper's hot, eh?”
”May Allah do more to me if my throat is not lined with the fires of Eblis!”
”But the Kala objected ”What saith the Prophet?”
”The Prophet forbade the faithful to drink wine,” said the jezailchi ”He said nothing about whiskey, that I ever heard!”
”Mine is brandy,” said King
”May Allah bless the sahib's sons and grandsons to the seventh generation! May Allah-”
”Telltapped the flask in his pocket
”Nay! My throat is dry, but it shalt parch! I know not! As to where she is, I know not!”
”Reive you the whole of it!”
He drew the flask out of his pocket and rode a little way toward the man
”None can overhear Tell me now”
”Nay, sahib! I am silent!”