He flung his flag wide,
and believed with a belief as daring as David's that all would be well.
"Well, what wilt thou do?" asked Nahoum with cool and deadly menace.
"Thou wilt need to do it quickly, because, if it is a challenge, within
forty-eight hours Claridge Pasha and thyself will be gone from Egypt--or
I shall be in the Nile."
"I'll take my chances, pasha," answered Lacey, with equal coolness. "You
think you'll win. It's not the first time I've had to tackle men like
you--they've got the breed in Mexico. They beat me there, but I learned
the game, and I've learned a lot from you, too. I never knew what your
game was here. I only know that the Saadat saved your life, and got you
started again with Kaid. I only know that you called yourself a
Christian, and worked on him till he believed in you, and Hell might
crackle round you, but he'd believe, till he saw your contract signed
with the Devil--and then he'd think the signature forged. But he's got to
know now. We are not going out of Egypt, though you may be going to the
Nile; but we are going to the Soudan, and with Kaid's blessing, too.
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