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A Treacherous Frieiid. 265<br />

like a statue, from the moment that .\rthur had made liim-<br />

self known, now attempted to raise his e\-es to where Miss<br />

iMurrax- stood, but suddenK- turned his faee awa\-, and stood<br />

for a moment irresokite : then, with trembh'ni;- hmbs and<br />

downcast eyes, he made an attempt to pass throui^h the<br />

crowd towards the church door. Arthur turned to tlie two<br />

<strong>of</strong>ficers, and shouted in a tone <strong>of</strong> command, " Detain that<br />

man for the present." <strong>The</strong>}- immediately obe\ed, and,<br />

seizin^r him, each b\- an arm, brought him back face to face<br />

with Arthur. " I have." resumed Arthur, " a few minutes<br />

ago accused this man <strong>of</strong> murder. I repeat the charge. His<br />

cowardly hand fired the shot which was intended to put me<br />

out <strong>of</strong> existence, and though I escaped death b\- a miracle,<br />

he is as much a murderer as if my bones la)- bleaching upon<br />

the sands <strong>of</strong> Kg)-pt." He then told them \\hat the reader<br />

already knows up tc) the moment the shot was fired, and<br />

then continued, " I will now briefly relate how I escaped.<br />

<strong>The</strong> helmets worn b\- 11s in Egj-pt were fastened by a strap<br />

composed <strong>of</strong> a strip <strong>of</strong> leather, overlaid with metal links,<br />

closel}- interwo\-en. When he fired his revolver, which was<br />

only a small pocket one, the bullet struck this strap, driving<br />

it into the flesh, but the strap prevented the bullet lodging<br />

in or fracturing the bcMie, and. though stunned at the time,<br />

I escaped with a se\-ere flesh wound. <strong>The</strong> four mounted<br />

Arabs, as soon as the}- saw my companion had gone <strong>of</strong>f,<br />

came forward, as is their usual custom, to rob me; but><br />

finding that I was not dead, for by this time I had recovered<br />

consciousness, and fearing the return <strong>of</strong> the British, they<br />

threw me across a horse, in front <strong>of</strong> one <strong>of</strong> their number,<br />

and conveyed me away to their Commander, who happened<br />

to be a Lieutenant <strong>of</strong> the Mhadi, and a Chief <strong>of</strong> one <strong>of</strong> the<br />

tribes. He questioned me closel}- about the strength and<br />

intentions <strong>of</strong> the British. I gave evasive answers to most <strong>of</strong><br />

his questions, but in the end he ga\-e orders that I was to be<br />

permitted to live amongst them as a prisoner at large. <strong>The</strong><br />

party into whose hands I had fallen, instead <strong>of</strong> going on to<br />

Khartoum, as I anticipated, took their abode in Berber, and

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