"Then you are not inclined to make friends with me?" added the Moor, biting his lips with chagrin and disappointment. "I shall treat you like a gentleman while you behave like one." "I was extremely interested with the very agreeable party I met in the cabin of your steamer at Mogadore, and I should be most happy to continue the acquaintance. If you suppose that I have any sinister motives, you are greatly mistaken." "I have no ill-will against you, though you and your servants assaulted me in the street." "If you will consider that you insulted me, you will take a different view of the subject," pleaded the Pacha. "I simply expressed my views in plain language as they were then and as they are to-day," added the commander very mildly. "You compel me to regard you as an enemy instead of a friend," said Ali-Noury, beginning to look very savage. "That is my misfortune, but I cannot help it." "Then you prefer my enmity?" "I do not; but I do not tremble at even that." "I came here on a mission in the service of my august master, the Sultan of Morocco. I have unlimited wealth at my command, and I can be of great assistance to you in your tour around the world," continued the Moor, still biting his lip, and evidently controlling his anger by a great effort. "I shall be obliged to deprive myself and my friends of any aid you might render," replied the captain with dignity. "If you will excuse me now, I will attend to my own affairs." "Then I will follow you to the ends of the earth till I obtain my revenge!" exclaimed the Pacha, as he retreated to the interior of the hotel; and he was plainly too wise to attack the doughty shipmaster again. "What can he do, Captain?" asked Louis when they resumed their walk. "He may annoy us, and we must keep our eyes open. It looks a little like another edition of Scoble; but I believe we shall be able to take care of ourselves." The party returned to the Guardian-Mother, and nothing more was seen of the Moor; but at sunset they saw the Fatimé steaming up the Golden Horn. Captain Ringgold had made all his preparations for leaving. Mr. Sage had filled the ice-house with provisions, and the bunkers of both steamers were full of coal. At daylight in the morning the Guardian-Mother, followed by the Maud, was steaming out into the Sea of Marmora. The cabin party happened to be at dinner when the Pacha's yacht came in; and she was seen only by Mr. Boulong, who was on deck while the rest of the officers and the crew were at supper. He was requested by the captain to keep his knowledge to himself. In the course of the following week the Pacha began to make himself felt, though his yacht did not appear on the scene at the time. Into what adventures the big four tumbled while they were on board of the Maud, and all the party saw as the voyage continued, must be related in "The Young Navigators; or, The Foreign Cruise of the Maud." * * * * *