The Krooman had no opportunity for putting the question; for Bo Muzem, on drawing near to the gate of the town, had allowed his passion to mount into a violent storm. As soon as he beheld the slaves, he shouted out, "Christian dogs! you have deceived me! Let every man, woman, and child, in this town assemble, and be witnesses of the fate that this lying infidel so richly deserves. Let all witness the death of a slave, who has falsely declared he has an uncle in Swearah, named `For-God's-sake-bias'. Let all witness the revenge Bo Muzem will take on the unbelieving dog who has deceived him." As soon as Bo Muzem's tongue was stopped sufficiently to enable him to hear the voices of those around him, he was informed that the white slaves were all sold, the nephew of "For-God's-sake-bias" among the rest, and on better terms than he and his partners had expected to get at Swearah. Had Harry Blount been reserved, Bo Muzem would have been much pleased at this news; but he now declared that his partners had no right to sell without his concurrence--that he owned an interest in the slaves; and that the dog who had deceived him should not be sold, but should suffer the penalty incurred, for sending him, Bo Muzem, on his long and bootless journey. Rais Mourad now came upon the ground. The Moor was not long in comprehending all the circumstances connected with the affair. He instantly ordered his followers to gather around the white slaves, and escort them outside the walls of the town. Bo Muzem attempted to prevent the order from being executed. He was opposed by everybody, not only by by the Moor, but his own partners, as also the sheik of the town, who declared that there should be no blood spilt among those partaking of his hospitality. The slaves were now mounted on the horses that had been provided for them, and conducted through the gateway, leaving Bo Muzem half frantic with impotent rage. There was but one man to sympathise with him in his disappointment--the grazier to whom Terence and Jim had been sold, and who had made arrangements for the purchase of the other three. Riding up to the Moor, this man declared that the slaves were his property, that he had purchased them the day before; and had given for each four horses, and ten dollars in money. He loudly protested against being "choused" out of his bargain, and declared that he would bring two hundred men, if necessary, for the purpose of reclaiming his own. Rais Mourad, paying no attention to this threat, gave orders to his followers to move on; and, although it was now almost night, he started off in the direction of Agadeer. Before he had proceeded far, he perceived the Arab grazier riding at full speed in the opposite direction, and towards his own home. "I wish," said Colin, "that we had made some inquiries of that fellow about Jim and Terence; but it's too late now."