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torily ordered him to dismount. Perceiving that 

 resistance was out of the question, for he would 

 have been a dead man long before he could have 

 slewed round the gun that was slung on his 

 back, he got off his horse and came towards us. 

 In the twinkling of an eye he was disarmed, and 

 his arras were pinioned by the Arnaout with his 

 turban cloth, whilst almost at the same time three 

 of our people came up with our horses, as they had 

 caught sight of a party of Hulans apparently en 

 route towards the camp. 



Having lifted our captive (who proved to be a 

 lieutenant of cavalry) on to his horse, and given 

 him in charge of the men, we cantered up to the 

 rest of the party, who were watching the horsemen 

 now fast approaching our position. They appeared 

 to be about twenty in number, and seemed riding 

 in loose order, whilst in the rear a prisoner was 

 mounted upon a led horse, with his arms pinioned 

 behind him, who looked very like our quondam 

 friend the gipsy spy. My suspicions were soon 

 converted into a certainty, for a glance through my 

 glass clearly revealed his dogged, swarthy counte- 



