"_Ma’aleysh_! When angels come the devils take their leave. I don’t care. I say what I think. I tell the Egyptians the English are the best friends Egypt ever had, and Nuneham is their greatest ruler since the days of Joseph. But Adam himself wasn’t satisfied with Paradise, and it’s no use talking. ’Don’t throw stones into the well you drink from,’ I say. But serve you right, you English. You shouldn’t have come. He who builds on another’s land brings up another’s child. Everybody is excited about this sedition, and even the harem are asking what the Government is going to do. Nuneham knows best, though. Leave him alone. He’ll deal with these half-educated upstarts. Upstarts—that’s what I call them. Oh, I know! I speak plainly!" "I agree with the Princess," chimed the Judge. "What is this unrest among the Egyptians due to? The education we ourselves have given them." "Yes, teach your dog to snap and he’ll soon bite you." "These are the tares in the harvest we are reaping, and perhaps our Western grain doesn’t suit this Eastern desert." "Should think it doesn’t, indeed. ’Liberty,’ ’Equality,’ ’Fraternity,’ ’representative Institutions’! If you English come talking this nonsense to the Egyptians what can you expect? Socialism, is it? Well, if I am to be Prince, and you are to be Prince, who is to drive the donkey? Excuse the word! I know! I tell you plainly. Good-bye, my dear! You are looking perfect to-day. But then you are so happy. I can see when young people are in love by their eyes, and yours are shining like moons. After all, your Western ways are best. We choose the husbands for our girls, thinking the silly things don’t know what is good for them, and the chicken isn’t wiser than the hen; but it’s the young people, not the old ones, who have to live together, so why shouldn’t they choose for themselves?" At that instant there passed from some remote corner of the grounds a brougham containing two shrouded figures in close white veils, and the Princess said— "Look at that, now—that relic of barbarism! Shutting our women up like canaries in a cage, while their men are enjoying the sunshine. Life is a dancing girl—let her dance a little for all of us." The Princess was about to go when General Graves appealed to her. The Judge had been saying— "I should call it a religious rather than a political unrest. You may do what you will for the Moslem, but he never forgets that the hand which bestows his benefits is that of an infidel." "Yes, we’re aliens here, there’s no getting over it," said the Adviser. And the General said, "Especially when professional fanatics are always reminding the Egyptians that we are not Mohammedans. By the way, Princess, have you heard of the new preacher, the new prophet, the new Mahdi, as they say?" "Prophet! Mahdi! Another of them?" "Yes, the comet that has just appeared in the firmament of Alexandria."