'It's no use, Roy,' he said desperately. 'I can't find it. We're simply
wasting time.'
Instead of answering, Roy took hold of Ken's arm with a grip that was like
that of a steel vice.
'Hush!' he whispered, and pointed.
Two figures had risen in front, apparently out of the very depths of the
earth. They were not more than twenty paces away.
The boys crouched, breathless. A moment later, two other figures loomed
through the darkness, coming down the slope. They came straight up to the
first two.
'By Eblis, but thou hast not hurried thyself Ali!' said one of the latter,
speaking in Turkish. 'Hassan and I were about to come and seek thee.'
One of the others gave a laugh.
'I am sorry, brother. We slept and no one awaked us. Is all well?'
'All is well. What else should it be? Who but a dog of an unbelieving
German would waste men's time in guarding such a place as this?'
'Of a truth it is foolishness,' said the man named Ali. 'The British are
far enough away, Allah knows.
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