A Chapter of AdventuresHenty, G. A. (George Alfred)
History
A Chapter of Adventures
Henty, G. A. (George Alfred)
Alexandria (Egypt) -- History -- Bombardment, 1882 -- Juvenile fiction
A long draught of water from the jar did them an immense deal of good,
but none had at present any inclination to eat. Presently the steps were
heard coming down the stairs again, and the men entered, bringing in a
large pan made of red earthenware, and containing three or four gallons
of water.
"Good men!" Jim exclaimed enthusiastically; "I will spare your lives for
this when I slay the rest of your countrymen," and he shook the
Egyptians warmly by the hand. "I have nothing to give you," he went on,
"for they turned our pockets inside out; but I owe you one, and will pay
you if I ever get a chance. Now, lads, this is glorious!"
For half an hour the three boys knelt round the pan, bathing their faces
and heads. Then they stripped to the waist, and after a general wash
tore strips off their shirts and bandaged the various cuts they had
received on the head, shoulders, and arms. In no case were these
serious, although they were deep enough to be painful.
"It's nothing short of a miracle," Jack said, "that we have got off so
easily. If the beggars had not been in such a hurry to get at us that
they got into each other's way they would have done for us to a
certainty; but they were all slashing away together, and not one could
get a fair drive at us. Well, I feel about five hundred per cent. better
now. Let us get on our things again and have breakfast. I feel as if I
could tuck into that bread now."
Just as they had got on their clothes the door again opened, and a
gigantic negro entered. He carried with him a wooden box of the shape of
a bandbox. He opened this and took out a melon and three large bunches
of grapes, laid them down on the ground without a word, nodded, and
went out again.
"My eye, this is first-rate," Jim said in delight. "Well, you see, it is
not going to be so bad after all. That chap who brought us up here is
evidently friendly, though why he should have sent us the fruit by
itself instead of with the bread and water I do not know. However, never
mind that now; let us set to."
The boys enjoyed their breakfast immensely. They first ate the grapes;
when these were finished they looked longingly at the melon, which was a
very large one.
"How on earth are we to tackle that?" Jim asked. "Our knives have gone
with our other things."
"Perhaps we can find something to cut it up," Jack said, getting up and
turning over the litter on the floor with his foot. For two or three
minutes he searched about. "Hurrah!" he exclaimed at last, "here is a
bit of old hoop-iron that will do first-rate. It is not stiff enough to
cut with, but I think we can saw with it, if one takes hold of each
end."
Without much difficulty the melon was cut into three parts, and devoured
to the rind. Breakfast over they had time to consider their situation
again.
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