"I am almost afraid to speak of him, Effendi, for he is the chosen of
heaven, a cleanser of uncleanliness; the scourge of God, who holds His
flail in his hand--the broom of the desert!"

Graham, who had been pacing up and down the room, paused in front of
Mohammed.

"Who is he, then?" he asked quietly. "I owe him a debt I can never hope
to repay, so I should at least like to know his real name."

"I almost fear to speak it, Effendi." Mohammed's voice sank to a
whisper, and he raised the turquoise hanging by the thin chain about
Eileen's throat, and reverently touched it with his lips. "He is the
_welee_--Ben Azreem, Sheikh of the Ibn-Rawallah!"

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Transcriber's note:

Small capitals have been replaced by all capitals.

The following corrections have been made, on page

   48 ...." added (But, Addison....")
   74 "he" changed to "her" (looked up into her husband's quivering
      face!)
   97 ' changed to " (and rest, East," I said)
  126 . added (lighted his pipe and nodded.)
  142 "then" changed to "than" (blushed more furiously than ever when
      I told her)
  144 . added (I asked wearily.)
  172 " added ("Nobody else can)
  190 "posesssion" changed to "possession" (how it came into my
      possession, that may)
  208 , removed (and avoiding a particularly persistent)
  236 "Mahommed" changed to "Mohammed" (when Mohammed ran in to where
      Graham was).

Otherwise the original has been preserved, including inconsistent
hyphenation.