"And here's hoping those two thieves haven't gotten there first and taken everything away," said Joe. That afternoon they came to a small well and refilled their containers, which were beginning to get low. Despite the fact that the water was exceedingly warm, it was greatly welcomed by the explorers. A high hill was before them, and Bob suggested that they climb to the top afoot and make out the character of the land ahead of them. The others were in favor of doing so, for Fekmah might catch sight of something that would be recognized as a landmark on the map. The climb was tiresome but easy, the many boulders offering footholds. Finally they reached the top and turned their gaze toward the horizon. "What's that 'way over there?" asked Joe, pointing to a narrow valley walled closely by high rocks. Mr. Lewis and Mr. Holton had their binoculars strapped over their shoulders. They took them out and peered into the distance. Suddenly Mr. Holton started. "It's a village!" he exclaimed, and Mr. Lewis nodded. "A village of Arabs. Look at the low huts of sun-baked mud," handing the binoculars to Fekmah. "Yes," said Fekmah, gazing out through the glasses. "Suppose we go over there and see them. They treat us all right. It not take much of our time." "All right," returned Dr. Kirshner. "I'm anxious to make a casual study of them. They might have some primitive implements that belonged to their remote ancestors." The adventurers made their way down the hill and mounted their camels. Then they rode off toward the distant valley. It was a good distance away, and perhaps hard of access, but the explorers were determined to find it. In less time than they had expected, they came to a spot that would probably afford an opening into the valley. For a few minutes they wound in and out among the rocks. Then they came within sight of the village. A crowd of Arabs ran out to meet them, uttering hearty greetings. It was evident that expeditions rarely passed within sight of their dwellings, for they were very excited. Tishmak and Fekmah conversed with the people in a very friendly manner and then introduced the others of the American expedition. Dr. Kirshner and the naturalists found it almost impossible to understand the language, and they were satisfied with Fekmah's translations. "A good chance to take some movies," said Bob, getting out the camera. "Don't suppose the Arabs would object," added Joe. "At any rate, we'll risk it." The youths cranked off several scenes of the Arabs and their village. It was clear to the explorers that the people had never seen a motion-picture camera before. The strange purring box was an object of curiosity, and they crowded around like so many children.