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Rh came to me, saying, "La, la, la (no, no, no), there must be a mistake. You are not to be put in a shayba; our orders are to deliver you alive and well." Then turning to the others, he continued, "Hand this man over to me; I shall deliver him alive and well to Wad en Nejoumi; I hold myself responsible for him." Some demur was made, when, lowering the rifle, I placed the butt on the ground, rested my chin on the muzzle, and addressing myself to all, said that unless I was left in Hamza's charge I should press the trigger — on which my great toe was then resting. Hamza again pressed his point, and said, "If you do not agree, and this man does any harm to himself, I declare myself free of blame and responsibility. I have heard of him; he will do ashe says." The effect of the words was magical. "Take him away — keep him; do what you wish with him; never let him come near us again — never. Never let him look upon us with his eyes."

Hamza, turning to me, said, ‘You must know now that our master, Wad en Nejoumi, knew of your coming, and sent us to conduct you to him. His orders were that you should be treated well; he wishes to speak to you. I will give you security until Dongola, where he is waiting for you. I do not know what he will do with you; maybe he will kill you — I cannot say; but, for myself, I promise you will arrive in Dongola alive. If anything happens to you, the Emir Wad en Nejoumi will kill me. Will you