Dick Merriwell's Pranks; Or, Lively Times in the OrientStandish, Burt L.
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Dick Merriwell's Pranks; Or, Lively Times in the Orient
Standish, Burt L.
Adventure stories; Americans -- Middle East -- Juvenile fiction; Boys -- Juvenile fiction; Mystery fiction
Budthorne became confused and Professor Gunn grew angry. Dick was
compelled to look after Nadia. She clung to his arm.
In this manner they came face to face with Brad Buckhart, who was
wandering through the bazaars alone.
Nadia gave a little cry.
“There’s Brad!”
He turned like a flash and disappeared amid a mass of people who were
crowding before one of the booths.
“Oh, Brad!” called Dick.
“Why, what made him do that?” exclaimed the girl, in dismay.
Merriwell was provoked.
“Come!” he urged. “He can’t get away. We’ll find him.”
They hurried after the Texan. Dick caught a glimpse of him leaving the
bazaars. Nadia was still clinging to Dick’s arm.
At the beginning of a narrow street Buckhart paused and glanced back,
then he turned and disappeared down the street.
Never had Dick known his friend to behave in such a perplexing manner.
“I’ll shake some of the foolishness out of him if I ever get my hands on
him,” Merriwell mentally vowed.
Thinking they would have no trouble in returning to the bazaars and
finding the professor and Dunbar, they hastened down the narrow street.
Turning a corner, they came against a caravan of loaded camels in a most
sudden and startling manner. It was necessary to hug the wall in order
to let the animals and their drivers pass.
There were many dogs in the streets. These animals prowled about or
slept serenely beneath the feet of pedestrians, who were careful to step
over them or to turn out and go round without disturbing them.
As in Constantinople, the dogs were the street cleaners, and no one
harmed them.
After following the crooked street some distance and failing to again
catch a glimpse of Buckhart, Dick decided they had better turn back.
“I don’t know how we could have missed him,” he said.
“He may have turned onto another street.”
“I saw no other street.”
“I did.”
Retracing their steps, they came upon a street that was like a choked
alley. Nadia believed they could return to the bazaars more quickly by
taking it.
But when they had followed it into still another street, and turned from
this into yet another, she confessed that she was bewildered and knew
not which course should be pursued.
Then Dick set out to make his way back as quickly as possible, the girl
relying wholly on his judgment. They seemed entangled in a network of
very crooked and very bewildering streets.
Again they were suddenly confronted by a number of loaded camels. The
one in advance was heavily loaded, his pack being so broad that it
nearly touched the walls on either side. The beast came swinging on.
Nadia uttered a cry of alarm and turned to run. She fled up some steps
and disappeared within an open doorway.
Dick gave a gasp of dismay as he followed her, for he saw she had
entered a Moslem temple, and he knew such an intrusion might produce an
uproar.
He sprang up the steps. Even as he did so, he heard sudden shouts of
alarm and anger coming from within the temple.
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