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? ? ? ? "Stay within!" he growled. "Never let the strangers see thy face. Next time you show yourself to strangers I shall kill you!"

? ? ? ? With a final vicious cuff he knocked the child into a far corner of the tent, where she lay stifling her moans, while The Sheik paced to and fro muttering to himself. At the entrance sat Mabunu, muttering and chuckling.

? ? ? ? In the camp of the strangers one was speaking rapidly to the other.

? ? ? ? "There is no doubt of it, Malbihn," he was saying. "Not the slightest; but why the old scoundrel hasn't claimed the reward long since is what puzzles me."

? ? ? ? "There are some things dearer to an Arab, Jenssen, than money," returned the first speaker--"revenge is one of them."

? ? ? ? "Anyhow it will not harm to try the power of gold," replied Jenssen.

? ? ? ? Malbihn shrugged.

? ? ? ? "Not on The Sheik," he said.


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