<h2>CHAPTER XXI.</h2>
<h3>HOME!</h3>
<p>"You are a nice fellow, ain't you, Edgar, to give us all this trouble,"
Rupert said, as he held him at arm's-length and gazed at him in the
light of the fire that Yussuf had lighted.</p>
<p>"I see now that I made an awful ass of myself," Edgar said; "but I think
you would have done the same if you had been in my place, Rupert, and
had heard what I heard."</p>
<p>"I have no doubt I should," Rupert agreed; "it must have been an awful
thing to hear. Still you must have seen by the advertisements that
father did not believe the woman's story."</p>
<p>"I did not see the advertisements," Edgar said. "I would not look at a
paper, because I thought he would advertise for me to come back, and I
felt I could not do so, and it would have been harder to keep away if I
had seen them. You told me they were all well at home."</p>
<p>This was the first question he had asked after he had mounted Rupert's
camel.</p>
<p>"Quite well when I last heard. I wrote and told them all about you."</p>
<p>"Then the sergeant was found, and did not die?"</p>
<p>"He died the first day after we found him," Rupert said gravely. "He was
insensible when we discovered him; and I should have known nothing about
him if they hadn't found two letters upon him, one to me and one to
father, saying that his wife's story was a lie, and that he could swear
that neither of them could in any way identify either of us from the
other. He recovered consciousness before he died, and signed in the
presence of witnesses a deposition to the same effect. So you<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_360" id="Page_360">[Pg 360]</SPAN></span> saw me at
Korti, Edgar, and would not make yourself known? I would not have
believed it of you."</p>
<p>"Well, you see, Rupert, I did not know at the time that the sergeant was
who he was, and still believed the woman's story to be true. Besides, I
had gone my own way, and did not mean to see any of you again until I
had got on and could do without assistance. It seemed to me to be like
asking for help, and after all that I had had under false pretences I
would have rather died than do that."</p>
<p>"But you see it wasn't under false pretences, Edgar, and you had as much
right to consider yourself father's son as I had. You must have known
that from the sergeant afterwards."</p>
<p>"Yes, I did learn that," Edgar allowed, "but I think that made me even
more disinclined than before to show myself; it would have looked as if
I had come back only to put in a claim."</p>
<p>"You are the most pig-headed fellow I ever saw, Edgar. However, I hope
you have got out of all that feeling now."</p>
<p>"Quite, Rupert; I am quite ready to go back with you and beg their
pardon at home for all the trouble I have given them. And to think that
you have run all this awful risk to find me!"</p>
<p>"Stuff and nonsense, Edgar! When I found that you had been carried away
as a slave, as a matter of course I determined to get you out as soon as
possible, just as you would have done had I been caught by them; but I
could have done nothing if it hadn't been for this Arab I am travelling
with. Of course he will be well paid; but still men are often tempted to
be unfaithful however well they are paid;" and then he went on to tell
Edgar of the arrangement that had been made with the sheik. Edgar in
return gave him a short sketch of his life since they had parted at
Cheltenham, and told him of the promises he had made to El Bakhat if he
would take him down to one of the Red Sea ports.<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_361" id="Page_361">[Pg 361]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"I suppose they are discussing the matter together," he said, glancing
at the two Arabs, who were deep in conversation on the other side of the
fire. "Well, sheik, what plan have you determined upon?"</p>
<p>"We both think that it will be impossible for us to travel north either
to Egypt, or to Berber and thence to Suakim. They will be on the watch
for us everywhere. Our best plan will be to make for Massowah."</p>
<p>"Well, sheik, you have heard that Ben Ibyn has agreed to deliver us at
one of the ports for a handsome reward. He knows that Englishmen's words
can be relied upon, and that there is no fear of his not getting the
amount promised him. My brother and I agree to give you an equal sum to
that which he will receive there."</p>
<p>"He has not told me the sum," El Bakhat said.</p>
<p>"Tell him the terms, Ben Ibyn," Rupert put in. "Not of course those you
have already received for your expenses, but the sum that is to be paid
you when you arrive at a port."</p>
<p>The sheik repeated the terms to El Bakhat, who at once expressed himself
as perfectly satisfied with them.</p>
<p>"The English are rich and generous," he said. "El Bakhat will do his
best to take them where they wish to go."</p>
<p>"Are you thinking of travelling with all this train?" Rupert asked Ben
Ibyn.</p>
<p>"No, there is no occasion to do so. I have friends at a village on the
Nile, and there my followers and their camels will remain, and El
Bakhat's wife and child will remain with them also. We four will then
travel on alone, taking with us Yussuf to cook for us and look after the
camels. We shall separate from the others at once, as it will be much
safer to travel in two small parties. There will be no fear as to their
safety, as they will take my regular permit to trade, and no one will
connect them in any way with El Bakhat. You and your brother<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_362" id="Page_362">[Pg 362]</SPAN></span> will ride
the heiries. I have a half-bred camel that will carry me well, although
it will not compare in speed with yours. El Bakhat's camel is also a
good one. If we are pursued, we have agreed that our best plan will be
to turn off and find a hiding-place, and for you to push on alone. On
those camels you may defy pursuit. If pushed they will travel a hundred
and fifty miles a day. When you get to Massowah you will wait until we
join you there. We are content to trust to your word. Still we hope that
we may keep together; for although your brother now speaks Arabic so
well that he could pass as a native in casual conversation, it is better
that we should be together, in which case it will be we who will do the
talking."</p>
<p>"Have you two heiries?" Edgar asked Rupert.</p>
<p>"They are not quite full bred. It is very rare to meet with them, and
the price is extremely high; but these are nearly full bred, and can
swing along as fast as a horse can trot, and keep it up for twelve hours
at a stretch."</p>
<p>The march was resumed at midnight. The two sheiks rode ahead, Edgar and
Rupert followed on the heiries, while Yussuf was mounted on one of the
spare camels, and rode with the other Arab in the rear. The two brothers
talked by turns, and both were surprised when the first streak of
daylight appeared. The party now separated, the sheik's wife and child
taking their seats on one of the camels. She took a warm farewell of
Edgar.</p>
<p>"Amina will never forget the young white man who has lived in her
tents," she said. "He is brave in war, and is a wise counsellor; he will
be a great man among his own people."</p>
<p>"And I shall never forget you," Edgar replied, "and your kindness to the
white slave. When the sheik returns from Massowah he shall bring with
him tokens of my remembrance."</p>
<p>As soon as the party had separated the sheiks put their camels to their
best speed. Yussuf had been taken up by<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_363" id="Page_363">[Pg 363]</SPAN></span> Edgar and rode behind him, the
heiries carrying the double weight with ease. At sunset they halted.</p>
<p>"We are now," El Bakhat said to Edgar, "beyond the reach of pursuit. We
may be stopped and arrested by others, but those from El-Obeid will
never see the tails of our camels."</p>
<p>"I wish," Edgar said as they were riding along the next morning, "that
you could get rid of that wig and your dye for five minutes, Rupert, so
that I could see what you really look like. You are such an awful object
with that bush of hair that I do not seem to recognize you at all. It is
different with me. I am only brown, while you are a sort of dirty black,
and when this cloth round my head is off you really see me as I am."</p>
<p>"We should not have known each other by our figures. It is nearly three
years since you left Cheltenham, and of course we have both widened out
a lot since then. You have widened more than I have, but I have grown
most."</p>
<p>"Yes, you are quite two inches taller than I am, Rupert. What are
you—six feet?"</p>
<p>"About half an inch under."</p>
<p>"Ah! then you are just the two inches taller. I am forty, chest
measurement."</p>
<p>"I am not more than thirty-seven, Edgar."</p>
<p>"Ah! I expect you will be forty before you have done, Rupert; you see
neither of us is anything like his full width yet. I have had harder
work than you have."</p>
<p>"Ah! Edgar, if we could both play in the house team now it would make a
difference, wouldn't it? You remember how Skinner was always lamenting
our want of weight."</p>
<p>"I don't think," Edgar said with a laugh, "that he has gained much in
weight. He was about our size before, but he looked to me quite a little
chap when I saw him on the march."</p>
<p>"He is tough," Rupert said; "he is like whip-cord all over;<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_364" id="Page_364">[Pg 364]</SPAN></span> he is a
capital fellow, not a bit changed. Easton has turned out first-rate; he
was awfully good to me after you went away, and took no end of pains to
cheer me up, had me down to his place in the holidays, and was a real
friend. He is a big fellow now, and in another two or three years will
make a splendid man. They will be delighted when we both turn up again.
I don't think either of them thought, when they said good-bye to me,
that I should ever get back. They thought the language would floor me, I
think. You have got on wonderfully that way. I thought I had picked it
up pretty quickly, but you jaw away as if you had been years at it."</p>
<p>"I have been more with them, Rupert; besides, I had picked up a little
in the year I was at Cairo. You see I had nearly four months start of
you, and in the life I led among them of course I had a lot more
occasion to talk than you have had, always on camel back and only
talking in the encampment at night. El Bakhat says that in a casual
conversation now no one would notice that I was not a native. So if we
do get into any mess and have to ride for it by ourselves, we shall have
no difficulty in making our way across the country; but I do not see
much chance of that. If we should fall in with the Mahdists your sheik
can give his name and appear to be the head of the party, and as there
is nothing against him I don't see why we should have any trouble."</p>
<p>"I daresay we shall fall in with some Mahdists," Rupert said. "I got up
the maps thoroughly before I started, and specially studied the routes
leading to the coast. I fancy the line we shall travel will take us down
by Kassala. The Mahdists were besieging it, but I don't know whether it
has fallen or not. The safest route would certainly be to go through
Abyssinia, but the Arabs wouldn't like to travel that way if they could
help it. There have been troubles for years between Abyssinia and the
Soudan, and it is by no means certain what<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_365" id="Page_365">[Pg 365]</SPAN></span> sort of treatment we should
meet if we got there. Massowah is certainly the best place to strike
for. Suakim would have been the best place in some respects, because
there are lots of English there and we should have no difficulty in
getting money to pay the sheiks; but after all it is only a question of
a week or two's delay at the most. I have letters from my father
authorizing me to draw upon him for any amount, and if we cannot get it
at Massowah we shall only have to send up to the officer in command at
Suakim; he would cash a draft out of the pay-chest; or if he could not
do it that way, would get some merchant there to do it."</p>
<p>They no longer hurried, but made moderate marches, stopping only at
small villages. There was no difficulty in obtaining food and shelter,
as Rupert's conductor had brought on with him a sufficient store of
merchandise to pay their way down to the coast. On these occasions Edgar
and Rupert kept in the background looking after the camels, while Yussuf
waited upon the sheiks, and afterwards cooked a meal for the two
Englishmen. He did most of the talking with the poorer villagers,
gossiped with them about the state of the country, the chance of peace
being re-established, and retailed all sorts of wonderful stories of the
doings of the Mahdists.</p>
<p>Both branches of the Nile were crossed in their journey, but no incident
of any kind occurred until they had passed the eastern arm. They were
now getting into a more dangerous country. Bodies of the Mahdi's troops
going to and from Kassala, which had, they learned, at last surrendered,
were encountered, and questions were asked as to where they were going
and what was the object of their journey.</p>
<p>Upon these occasions Ben Ibyn acted as spokesman and represented that
they had friends among the Hadendowah tribesmen, and wished to learn
whether any trade could be opened with the coast. When within a day's
march of Kassala they<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_366" id="Page_366">[Pg 366]</SPAN></span> met a number of camels laden with spoil from that
town on their way to Khartoum, accompanied by a number of foot soldiers
and ten or twelve horsemen. Riding twenty or thirty yards behind the
sheiks Edgar saw one of the horsemen look earnestly at El Bakhat, and
then spur forward to speak to the others who were a short distance
ahead.</p>
<p>"That fellow has recognized El Bakhat!" he exclaimed; "ride on, Rupert!"</p>
<p>They both shook the halters and the heiries broke into a trot.</p>
<p>"Ride, sheiks!" Edgar exclaimed as he came up to the others; "one of the
horsemen has recognized El Bakhat."</p>
<p>A minute or two later they heard a shout behind them, but paid no
attention.</p>
<p>"We have got four or five hundred yards start," Rupert said, looking
back, "but the horsemen will overtake us; they can go faster than the
camels for a burst. Ride, sheik," he said; "push on to the utmost. If we
can get a mile away from the footmen before they come up to us we can
thrash the horsemen."</p>
<p>The start they had obtained while the man who had recognized El Bakhat
was explaining to the others who he was and how much his capture was
desired at Khartoum, was invaluable to the fugitives, and the horsemen
started in a body, shouting and yelling and firing their guns. The
bullets whistled harmlessly round the fugitives.</p>
<p>"Make for that clump of trees on rising ground," Edgar said; "then
spring off the camels and fight them on foot. What arms have you,
Rupert?"</p>
<p>"I have two revolvers besides this rifle. You take one of them; we shall
beat them off easily enough, they are only about two to one."</p>
<p>When they reached the trees they were but a hundred yards<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_367" id="Page_367">[Pg 367]</SPAN></span> ahead and
less than a mile from the caravan, which had halted when the horsemen
commenced the pursuit. They leapt from their camels.</p>
<p>"Do you hold their bridles, Yussuf," Edgar said; "we will beat them
off," and steadying his rifle against the trunk of a tree he fired at
the nearest horseman, who fell instantly from the saddle.</p>
<p>Rupert's rifle cracked a moment later, and the two sheiks added their
fire. Had the horsemen been coming up in a close body they would have
gained the wood, for the leader was but fifty yards away when Edgar
fired; but they were scattered, and the leaders being shot down the
others wheeled their horses and galloped back towards the caravan at
full speed.</p>
<p>"Now we will be off again," Rupert said, and in a minute they had
mounted and continued their flight.</p>
<p>"There is no fear of the footmen overtaking us," Ben Ibyn remarked. "Our
camels are not like yours, but they can trot at a good pace for forty
miles. It is fortunate we had them, for they would soon have been up to
them had we only had common camels. Of course we must strike off
straight for Massowah now. The danger is not over; some of the horsemen
will bear the news to Kassala and a troop will be sent out in pursuit of
us. It is well that we have journeyed quietly and that the beasts are in
good condition."</p>
<p>Hour after hour passed. The camels kept on with unswerving gait until
long after nightfall.</p>
<p>"My beast smells water," Ben Ibyn said as his camel, after waving his
head backwards and forwards, suddenly quickened its pace.</p>
<p>Another quarter of an hour they stopped at a small pool in what during
the rainy season was the bed of a river, and here they halted. The
camels having drunk their fill were given an ample allowance of corn
from the saddle-bags, and were then<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_368" id="Page_368">[Pg 368]</SPAN></span> picketed close at hand, while
Yussuf prepared a meal for their masters.</p>
<p>"What is the country like that we have to traverse?" Edgar asked.</p>
<p>"By to-morrow night," Ben Ibyn said, "we shall have reached the
mountains. We are on very high land now, and have a great descent to
make to reach the coast. We must inquire the way to the pass by which
the road from Kassala descends to Massowah. If we strike it without
failure we shall be safe; but if we miss our way, and the horsemen from
Kassala get there first, we shall be in a bad position. They will have
heard of our arms and strength, and are sure to have too strong a force
for us to attack. If we fail to find the road at once, our best plan
would be to turn and travel north until we reach a road going down to
Suakim."</p>
<p>"Would that one of us had travelled here before!" El Bakhat said. "If we
could but have continued our journey to-night we should be safe. Upon
the desert one can travel by the stars, but the ground is getting far
too broken to cross at night; we should only weary our camels in vain."</p>
<p>"How far is it to the gorge you speak of, El Bakhat?"</p>
<p>"I know not for certain. Those who travel the road have told me that it
is three or four days' journey with laden camels from Kassala. Our
camels can easily do three days' march in one, and if we have the good
fortune to strike the road near the mouth of the pass we may pass
through it before dark to-morrow; but by that time they may be there
from Kassala."</p>
<p>"Well, I suppose we must take our chances," Rupert said.</p>
<p>He and Edgar soon lay down and were fast asleep, but the two Arabs
talked together for a long time before they followed their example. At
daybreak the party were on their feet.</p>
<p>"We talked it over last night," Ben Ibyn said; "and we<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_369" id="Page_369">[Pg 369]</SPAN></span> both think that
it were best not to proceed. The horsemen would have reached the town
with the news three hours after noon, and had they sent off at once
horsemen and fast camelmen down the road to Massowah, we think that they
would be at the pass before we could possibly reach it. Had we known the
country and could have travelled all night, we should have been there
long before them. As it is, the risk would be too great. We are already
some distance north of the Massowah road, and it will not be so many
days longer a journey to Suakim than to Massowah. Osman Digma is lying
at Handoub and Tamai, so we cannot come down by the Berber road; but
there are passes by which we can descend to the low country near Tokar.
Once down there we can cross from the foot of the hills to the sea by
night, and then follow the coast until we arrive at Suakim."</p>
<p>"I think that is the best plan, sheik," Edgar said. "A few days will
make no difference, and it would be as well to avoid all risks."</p>
<p>Accordingly, on mounting, the camels' heads were turned to the
north-east. Yussuf rode behind Rupert and Edgar by turns, so as to
divide the labour between the two heiries. A few villages were passed,
but the inhabitants fled into their houses or into the fields on seeing
the approach of the party, the arrival of strangers meaning extortion
and demands for tribute. So they journeyed for several days, until one
afternoon they came to a large village, which was evidently inhabited.
They alighted and knocked at the door of the principal house. No answer
was at first returned, but on El Bakhat shouting that he would break
down the door if it was not opened, bolts were heard to unfasten. The
door opened, and an old man presented himself.</p>
<p>"Why did you not reply to our knocking?" El Bakhat asked angrily. "Is
this your hospitality to strangers?"<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_370" id="Page_370">[Pg 370]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"My lord must pardon me," he said submissively; "but it was but last
week that a party of the Mahdi's soldiers came along here and stripped
the village of all it possessed, and drove off its bullocks and sheep.
Save our grain, we have nought that we can call our own."</p>
<p>"We do not belong to the Mahdi," Ben Ibyn said, "but are peaceful
travellers. We desire only to fill our bags with grain for the animals,
for which we will pay you the full value. For ourselves we need nothing,
although, if you have peradventure a kid or a sheep left among you we
will gladly purchase it."</p>
<p>"Enter, my lord," the old man replied briskly, evidently much relieved
at the announcement; "all that the village still possesses is at your
service."</p>
<p>He gave an order, and a boy brought out a basket of grain, which he
emptied before the camels, while the two Arabs, Edgar, and Rupert
entered the house. Ten minutes later a villager brought in a
freshly-killed kid, which Yussuf, after lighting a fire in the
court-yard, proceeded to cut up and cook. In the meantime the Arabs had
entered into a conversation with the peasant as to the routes down to
the sea. They learned that so far they had been coming in the right
direction, and that some thirty miles farther they would come upon a
track leading down to Tokar.</p>
<p>"You must look well for it," he said; "it is never greatly traversed,
and since the troubles all trade has ceased, and you may well cross the
track without noticing it."</p>
<p>"Have you any in the village who know the track?" Edgar asked.</p>
<p>"There are several here who have been down to Tokar, my lord."</p>
<p>"We will give ten yards of good cloth to one who will go and set us on
the road. We will take him behind one of our camels, and as we shall
start at daybreak he can be back here<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_371" id="Page_371">[Pg 371]</SPAN></span> before nightfall. I suppose when
we once find the track it will not be difficult to follow it."</p>
<p>"I can doubtless find a guide," the peasant said; "he can give you
instructions as to the path, or he could go with you, if you choose,
still further, to show you the way. I will go and find you such a man."</p>
<p>An active-looking young native presently arrived, and said that he was
willing to be their guide to the point where the track left the high
lands and entered the gorges leading down towards the sea. It was, he
said, four days camels' march beyond the point where they would strike
the track, and he would accompany them this distance for forty yards of
cotton cloth. The bargain was struck at once, and the following morning
they started, the guide riding behind Edgar.</p>
<p>As there was no occasion for haste, and the camels might be required to
exert their utmost speed when they reached the low country, the journey
was performed by three easy stages, the distances being about forty
miles each day. It was well that they had a guide with them, for the
track was in most places entirely obliterated.</p>
<p>"You cannot miss your way now," the native said at their last
halting-place by some shallow wells. "This depression leads straight
down to the pass. It is two days' march hence to the lower plains. When
the valley at last opens on them you will be about ten miles west of
Tokar."</p>
<p>The next morning the guide started on his return journey. The cloth had
been given to him before starting, and he now carried a few pounds of
grain and a small bag full of dried dates for his five days' journey
back to his village.</p>
<p>The journey down the gorges was an arduous one. The path had been swept
away by the last season's rains, and in some places where the valley
narrowed to a gorge but a few yards wide, with the rocks rising sheer up
hundreds of feet on<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_372" id="Page_372">[Pg 372]</SPAN></span> either side, the bottom was filled with large
blocks of stone brought down by the floods, whose highest level could be
seen forty or fifty feet above them on the rocks. Occasionally it was
necessary to build a sloping platform with small boulders of stones to
enable the camels to get over the vast blocks that filled the space
between the walls.</p>
<p>It took them three days of arduous labour; but the valley at last opened
out, and they saw a broad expanse of country stretching before them. No
one had either met or passed them on the way down; but here in the lower
valley there were several flocks of sheep and goats watched over by Arab
boys. These, at the sight of strangers, hastily collected their animals
and drove them up the hillside, but at a shout from Ben Ibyn, saying
that they were friends and would do them no harm, two of them presently
came down.</p>
<p>On hearing that the travellers intended to camp for the night they led
the way to the wells, and for three yards of cotton killed and brought
in a sheep. Presently the rest of the lads came down and squatted near
the fire that Yussuf had kindled, and after the party had dined were
rejoiced by the present of some wheaten cakes and a portion of the
cooked meat. They now became very communicative. They belonged to the
Hadendowah tribe. There were three or four hundred of the dervishes at
Tokar. Osman Digma had in all four or five thousand men at Handoub, and
was soon going to drive the Kaffirs into the sea. Many of their tribe
were with him, but others were disheartened at the long delay to carry
his promise into effect. They had lost, too, a great many of their best
fighting men in the battles with the Kaffirs, but no doubt when Osman
Digma announced that the favourable time had arrived, all would again
join him in order to have their share of the plunder of Suakim.</p>
<p>The next day they stopped at the wells, telling the boys<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_373" id="Page_373">[Pg 373]</SPAN></span> that the
camels were sorely wearied by their journey down the gorge, and that
they needed a day's rest. In the evening as soon as the meal was over
they mounted their camels, much to the surprise of the native boys, and
started. Edgar could judge of the general position, for though he had
not been as far as Tokar he could tell pretty well the line they should
take to come down upon Trinkitat. As soon as they were fairly out of the
valley the camels were put to their full speed, and in four hours the
sea shining in the bright moonlight lay before them. Crossing a shallow
lagoon they were upon the sandy beach.</p>
<p>The pace of the camels was now slackened, as it was useless to arrive at
Suakim before daybreak, as they would have been liable to be shot by the
sentries in the forts if they approached in the darkness. When day broke
Edgar and Rupert gave a shout of joy, for three or four miles away could
be seen the masts of shipping. Again the camels broke into a trot, and
in half an hour they approached the forts raised to defend the town on
the land side from the attacks by Osman Digma's followers. No questions
were asked them, for natives belonging to friendly tribes frequently
entered or left the town.</p>
<p>As they crossed the ground between the forts and the town they saw a
party of marines marching out to relieve those who had occupied the fort
at night. They reined in their camels, and Rupert addressed the officer
marching at the head of the party.</p>
<p>"Can you tell me, sir, if Lieutenant Skinner is at Suakim at present?"</p>
<p>The officer was astounded at being thus addressed in pure English by a
wild-looking native, and the men following him were no less astonished.</p>
<p>"Is it possible," the officer exclaimed, "that you are Mr. Clinton?"<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_374" id="Page_374">[Pg 374]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"That is my name," Rupert replied.</p>
<p>The officer advanced and grasped his hand warmly. "I am glad indeed to
see you," he said; "Skinner is my subaltern, and has often spoken to me
of what he considered your hopeless journey to try to find your brother,
and said that if you did get through it alive you were as likely as not
to turn up here. I congratulate you indeed. Have you been successful?"
and he looked doubtfully at Rupert's companions.</p>
<p>"Yes, thank God, I have succeeded. This is my brother Edgar."</p>
<p>The officer shook hands warmly with Edgar, and even the men who had
heard what was said raised a shout of welcome.</p>
<p>"I forgot; Skinner is in the rear," the officer said; and raising his
voice shouted his name.</p>
<p>Skinner came running up. He had been wondering what the halt was for.
Edgar and Rupert had dismounted by this time and ran forward to meet
him. He stopped in surprise and then recognized Rupert, whom he had
already seen in his present disguise.</p>
<p>"Clinton!" he exclaimed with a joyous shout; "is it really you? Thank
God, you have got back again, and—and—"</p>
<p>"And this is Edgar," Rupert put in.</p>
<p>For a minute or two the three stood shaking each other's hands, too
excited and joyous to speak, while the soldiers cheered lustily. The
captain in command came up.</p>
<p>"Look here, Skinner; it would be too bad to take you away from your
friends now, so I will take it upon myself to give you leave off duty. I
will get Thomson to stay out until to-morrow morning in your place. He
won't mind when I tell him why, and you can take his turn on duty on
shore next time."</p>
<p>Talking excitedly together they entered the town, the Arabs following on
their camels and Yussuf leading the two heiries.<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_375" id="Page_375">[Pg 375]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"The first thing to do," Skinner said, "is to get you rigged out
decently. I suppose it will be some time before you can get rid of your
dye, but at any rate you can get dressed like Christians; and you can
get rid of that fearful wig, Rupert. I will send off a boat to my ship
with a note, and they will soon send you on shore a couple of suits of
clothes. Mine would be of no use; you could not get into them. This is
the only hotel in the place."</p>
<p>"First of all we must see about these Arabs being made comfortable.
Where can they put up their camels?"</p>
<p>"Oh! that will be all right," Skinner said; "one of the fellows here
will take them under his charge."</p>
<p>Skinner entered and came out with a servant.</p>
<p>"You can put your camels in the court-yard here, El Bakhat," Edgar said
after speaking to the men. "Yussuf will look after them. You had better
find a lodging for yourselves. You will be more at home there than you
would here. Get everything you want; you will have no difficulty in
finding everything in the Arab quarter. Skinner, lend me a sovereign,
will you? We have been living on barter for a long time, but they will
want money here."</p>
<p>"This is worth five dollars," he said as he handed the money to El
Bakhat; "but, ah! I forgot, Ben Ibyn knows about the value of English
money. If you will come here at noon I may be able to tell you something
about the money."</p>
<p>They then entered the hotel with Skinner.</p>
<p>"Get breakfast, the best you can get," Skinner ordered; "and show me to
a room where there is plenty of water and towels. These are Englishmen,
though you would not think so from their appearance."</p>
<p>The young fellows enjoyed a thorough wash, and Rupert got rid of his
wig, but they had to attire themselves in their former garments for
breakfast. After existing for months<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_376" id="Page_376">[Pg 376]</SPAN></span> upon native fare the breakfast was
a luxury indeed. By the time they had finished, the messenger Skinner
sent off returned with two suits of clothes sent ashore by the officers
of his ship, and having attired themselves in these they went with
Skinner to the political officer. When he understood who they were he
received them with much warmth.</p>
<p>"I have had letters from Captain Clinton," he said, "respecting you;
saying that it was possible that you might turn up here, and requesting
me to assist you in getting any bills you might draw on him cashed. I
will go with you to the principal merchant here. No doubt he will do it,
but if not I can manage the affair with one of the ships' paymasters."</p>
<p>The merchant, however, was perfectly willing to honour their draft upon
their father for a thousand pounds upon the statement of the officer
that he would himself guarantee its payment, and he told them that his
servants should bring the money in silver to the hotel. Four hundred
pounds was the amount that Ben Ibyn had been promised on delivering
Rupert in safety at one of the ports, and an equal sum was to be given
to El Bakhat. This left them two hundred pounds for getting to England,
for Edgar had learned that his regiment had a month previously sailed
for India, and he considered that under the circumstances he was
perfectly justified in reporting himself at the depot at home.</p>
<p>The sheiks on their arrival at the hotel received with great
satisfaction the bags of money containing the stipulated amount. To
these were added a brace of revolvers each, being the two Rupert had
carried and two they had purchased in Suakim, together with ten boxes of
ammunition. Edgar also gave to El Bakhat a set of jewellery and several
silk scarves for Amina.</p>
<p>"Now, sheik," he said, "I should like to purchase the freedom of Yussuf.
What do you value him at?"<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_377" id="Page_377">[Pg 377]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"I will give him to you," the sheik said. "You have treated me well and
honourably."</p>
<p>"No, I will not have that, sheik; he is your property, and is a very
useful slave. I will give you two hundred dollars for him."</p>
<p>"It is well," El Bakhat said; "he is yours."</p>
<p>"Now," Rupert said, "there are the two heiries; they are yours by right,
Ben Ibyn, but I would fain give one to El Bakhat. I will give you three
hundred dollars to forego your claim to it. I know the beast is worth
more; but if you possess one of them it will suffice for your needs, and
you will oblige me if you will part with the other."</p>
<p>"I can refuse my lord nothing," Ben Ibyn said, "and the possession of
two such heiries might well draw envy and enmity upon me. I will accept
his offer."</p>
<p>"Then the other heirie is yours, El Bakhat," Rupert said, "as a special
present from me for the kindness you have shown my brother. What do you
both mean to do now?"</p>
<p>"We have agreed to journey up the coast together and then to travel
across the mountains to Assouan, and there buy camels and goods, or we
may buy them here if we see bargains to suit us. Then we shall turn
south. I shall go on alone to Khartoum; I know many of the Mahdi's
officers, and shall by presents to them obtain a pardon for El Bakhat,
and permission for him to return to his tribe. Money will do as much
among the Mahdi's people as elsewhere."</p>
<p>"We shall see you again to-morrow, sheiks. A steamer sails in the
afternoon for Suez, and we shall go in her. Come here to say good-bye to
us in the morning."</p>
<p>When the sheiks had left Yussuf was called in, and Edgar told him that
he had purchased his freedom from El Bakhat. The negro threw himself on
his knees in an ecstasy of delight and poured out his thanks.<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_378" id="Page_378">[Pg 378]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"Now, what would you like to do, Yussuf?" Edgar went on when the negro
had quieted down. "I can recommend you here to some merchant as a
faithful man whom he can trust, or if you would like to set up a shop
here I will give you two hundred dollars with which to trade. Or I can
take you up with us to Suez and give you strong letters of
recommendation with which you can obtain employment there."</p>
<p>"No, my lord," Yussuf cried, "none of these things. I would go with you
and be your servant; I will never leave you."</p>
<p>"But I don't want a servant, Yussuf," Edgar said. "As I have told you, I
am a soldier, and soldiers do not have servants."</p>
<p>"Oh, that is nonsense!" Rupert put in. "You are not going on as a
private soldier. You know you need not reckon upon that, Edgar. You like
the fellow, and there is no doubt he would make you a faithful servant;
and anyhow they could find something to do for him at home."</p>
<p>Edgar pointed out to Yussuf that the life would be strange to him, the
climate altogether different to that to which he was accustomed, and
that he would find no one who could speak his language. But Yussuf was
unmoved, and entreated so earnestly to be taken that Edgar gave in,
saying that after all, if he repented afterwards, he could be sent back
to Egypt.</p>
<p>Just as this was settled a messenger entered with a telegram from
Captain Clinton in answer to that they had despatched before they had
sat down to breakfast announcing their safe arrival. It contained simply
the words, "Thank God! Come home at once."</p>
<p>They went off to dinner with Skinner on board ship, and the story of
their adventures excited immense interest among the officers. Skinner
returned with them on shore, and remained with them until the steamer
left in the afternoon.<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_379" id="Page_379">[Pg 379]</SPAN></span> Yussuf, who had been rigged out in white
trousers and jacket, a checked shirt, and straw hat, accompanying them.
The two sheiks saw them off, and stood looking after them with grave
regret until the steamer was far from land. At Suez Edgar and Rupert
provided themselves with a stock of linen and clothing; two days later
they took passage to Brindisi in a P. and O. steamer, and travelled
rapidly across Europe. Their colour excited much surprise among the
passengers on board the steamer, but as they had no wish to keep on
telling their story they kept themselves apart, and made no
acquaintances during the short voyage. Yussuf was astounded at
everything he saw: the ship and her machinery, the trains, the fertile
country through which they travelled, the frequent villages, and great
towns. There was no stay in London. They drove across from Charing Cross
to Paddington, and went down by the first train. A telegram had been
despatched from Dover, and a carriage was at the station to meet them,
and the servant handed Rupert a note. It contained a few words from his
father, saying that he had not come to meet them, as he thought it
better that they should all meet together at home. It was Edgar who
received the first greeting from father, mother, and sister, while
Rupert stood by, well content that his brother should on this occasion
come first. It was little over a year since he had said good-bye to
them, while it was more than three since Edgar had seen them, and his
own greeting, though delayed for a moment, was no less warm than that of
Edgar.</p>
<p>"Father and mother," Edgar began as soon as they turned again from
Rupert, "I want to say that I feel how wrong I was—"</p>
<p>"Then don't say it," Captain Clinton broke in. "We won't talk about that
time at all. You suffered, and we have all suffered; but good has come
out of it. Thank God the matter<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_380" id="Page_380">[Pg 380]</SPAN></span> is settled now for ever, and we know
there is nothing more to be found out about it, and that there is no
fear of our ever having to look at one or other of you in a different
light to that with which we regard you, as our two sons, of both of whom
we have every reason to be proud. There now, let us talk of other
things. You have both gone through wonderful adventures, which we are
burning to hear about."</p>
<p>"You have changed a great deal, Edgar," Mrs. Clinton said. "Of course we
have seen Rupert comparatively lately; but I think that you have changed
more than he has from what you both were three years ago. You look older
than he does, and your figure is more set."</p>
<p>"He has gone through so much more," Rupert said; "he has been doing
man's work for three years. I have only had a year and a half of it."</p>
<p>"You need not be in a hurry to look old, Rupert," Captain Clinton
laughed; "that will come soon enough, and you have widened out a good
deal in this last year. You had got very weedy, and I am glad to see
that you are filling up.</p>
<p>"I have some news for you, Edgar. I saw Lord Wolseley on his return to
England, and he spoke very kindly of you both, and when I got your
telegram from Suakim I wrote to him again and received a very warm
letter of congratulation from him in reply. He told me that he had
received a most favourable report of you from your colonel, who said
that your conduct had been most exemplary since you had entered the
regiment, and that as you had been recommended for the Victoria Cross he
had intended to recommend you for a commission as soon as you had served
a qualifying time as a sergeant. But Lord Wolseley said that he thought
it would be a great pity for you to lose four or five years' seniority
by waiting to get your commission from the ranks, and that he had that
morning spoken to the Duke of Cambridge about you, and that the<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_381" id="Page_381">[Pg 381]</SPAN></span> latter
had put your name down for a Queen's Cadetship, so that if you could
pass the mere qualifying examination you could have a commission at
once. There will be an examination in two months' time, and if you go up
to a crammer and work hard you will be able to brush up your school work
and get through; if not, of course you can go in again six months later.
I am afraid you will hardly get ready in time for the first."</p>
<p>"I don't know, father," Rupert said; while Edgar expressed his lively
satisfaction. "Edgar speaks Arabic like a native, and if he takes that
up as a subject he is sure to get full marks for it, and that will help
him tremendously. Of course he would have no chance of getting through
if he had to go in for the competition; but something like half the
number of marks are enough for the qualifying examination."</p>
<p>"Well, we mustn't be too sanguine," Captain Clinton said; "and eight
months' quiet study won't hurt him after campaigning in Egypt for two
years. By the way, Edgar, I paid in the money for you to buy out, and
sent in an application in your name. These things take some little time
before they are carried out, but no doubt we shall soon hear. But in the
meantime you had better write at once to the officer commanding your
depôt, saying that you have returned home, and asking for a month's
leave of absence. You are sure to get your discharge before that is
over."</p>
<p>Edgar remained at home for a week, spending much of his time, however,
over his old school-books. Then he went up to town and worked at a
crammer's until the examination came off, when, thanks in no small
degree to the number of marks he obtained for his Arabic, he just
managed to get the number necessary to qualify him. To his great
satisfaction he was at once gazetted to a regiment as if he had been
promoted from the ranks, instead of having to go through the<span class='pagenum'><SPAN name="Page_382" id="Page_382">[Pg 382]</SPAN></span> course at
Sandhurst, and thus gained several months' seniority. Three months'
leave was granted him, and at the end of that time he joined his
regiment, which was stationed at Malta.</p>
<p>No question as to which of the Clintons is the legitimate son of the
captain and his wife has ever again troubled them. Edgar and Rupert know
that they are equally dear to those at home, and all are happy in the
knowledge that nothing henceforth can break the closeness of their tie,
and that it can never be known which is the lawful heir of the estates.
What is much more important to them both, neither of them can say which
has the first claim on the love and affection of Captain and Mrs.
Clinton, and of their sister.</p>
<h4>THE END.</h4>
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