Hornstog, that you don't make damn big fool of
yourselluf. Ha! but it make me creep like a spider
crawl."

I had pulled up a chair by this time and was facing
him.

"Now what is it? Who is the girl? Who was
the chap on horseback?"

"That man on the horse is Serim Pasha, chief
of the palace police. He has eyes around twice; one
in the forehead, one in each ear, one in the behind
of his head. He did not see her--if he did--well,
we would not be talk now together--sure not after
to-morrow night."

"But what has he got to do with it? What did you
say her name was? Yuleima?"

"Yes, Yuleima. What has Serim to do with her?
Well, I tell you. If she get away off go Serim's
head. Listen! I speak something you never hear
anywhere 'cept in Turk-man's land. I know it all--
everything. I know her prince--he knows me. I
meet him Damascus once--he told me some things
then--the tears run his cheeks down like a baby's
when he talk--and Serim know I know somethings!
Ah! that's why he not believe me if he catch me talk
to her. Afterward I find more out from my friend