"Yes!" said Jim, turning to the Arabs; "the young fellow says that he is quite certain his uncle will buy us all. Our friends at home will repay him." "But how about the black man?" asked one of the merchants. "He is not a Englishman?" "No; but he speaks English. He has sailed in English ships, and will certainly be redeemed with the rest." The Arabs now retired from the penn, after promising to call and see our adventurers early in the morning. After their departure, Jim related the whole of the conversation to his companions, which had the effect of inspiring them with renewed hope. "Tell them anything," said Harry, "and promise anything; for I think there is no doubt of our being ransomed if taken to Mogador, although I'm sure I have no uncle there, and don't know whether there's any English consul at that port." "To get to Mogador is our only chance," said Jim; "and I wish I were guilty of no worse crime than using deception to induce some one to take us there. I have a hope that these men will buy us on speculation; and, if lies will induce them to do so, they shall have plenty of them from me. And you," continued he, turning to the Krooman, "you must not let them know that you speak their language, or they will not give a dollar for you. When they come here in the morning, you must converse with the rest of us in English, so that they may have reason to think that you will also be redeemed." Next morning, the merchants again came to the penn; and the slaves, at their request, arose and walked out to the open space in front, where they could be better examined. After becoming satisfied that all were capable of travelling, one of the Arabs, addressing Jim, said, "We are going to purchase you, if you satisfy us that you are not trying to deceive us, and agree to the terms we offer. Tell the nephew of the English merchant that we must be paid one hundred and fifty Spanish dollars for each of you." Jim made the communication to Harry; who at once consented that this sum should be paid. "What is the name of his uncle?" asked one of the Arabs. "Let the young man tell us." "They wish to know the name of your uncle," said Jim, turning to Harry. "The name I told you yesterday. You must try and remember it; for I must not be heard repeating it to you." "For God's sake buy us!" exclaimed Harry. The Arabs looked at each other with an expression that seemed to say, "It's all right!" "Now," said one of the party, "I must tell you what will be the penalty, if we be deceived. If we take you to Mogador, and find that there is no one there to redeem you--if the young man, who says he has an uncle, be not telling the truth, then we shall cut his throat, and bring the rest of you back to the desert, to be sold into perpetual slavery. Tell him that." "They are going to buy us," said Jim to Harry Blount; "but if we are not redeemed in Mogador, you are to have your throat cut for deceiving them."