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 desperate race in California, but Ali, the prince, and Joie, the sacred elephant, going on a pleasant journey.

Thus it happened that Joie and Ali forgot the long miles and the hot sun and their thirst, for they were living in a dream, a wonderful dream of the past, and of the beautiful lazy life in Malay land.

When the mountain ahead finally loomed up, Ben Abi and Black Araby were nowhere to be seen, but Ali did not care.

Singing and laughing, he and Joie mounted the steep trail and crossed the mountain and then sped along the valley trail.

As Sahib Anderson had prophesied, Ben Abi was far ahead at the end of the first lap, but Ali noted to his surprise that Black Araby was dripping with sweat,