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grain. I remained arranging my journal, when, with fome 

 furprize, I faw the Howadat Arab come in, and fit down 

 clofe to me; however, I was not afraid. of any evil inten^ 

 tion, having a crooked knife at my girdle, and two piftols 

 lying by me. 



What's this ?-How now, friend? faid: I ; Who fent for 

 you ? He would have kiifed my hand, faying Fiarduc, I am 

 under your protection:, he then pulled out a rag from with- 

 in his girdle, andfaid.he was going to Mecca, and had taken 

 that with him ; that he was afraid my boatmen would rob 

 him, and throw him into the Nile, or get fomebody to rob 

 and murder him by the way ; and that one of the Moors, 

 HafFan's fervant, had been feeling for his money the night 

 before, when he thought him afleep. . 



J made him- count his firm, which amounted to y-\ fequins^ 

 and a piece of filver, value about half-a-crown, which in 

 Syria they call Abou Kelb, Father Dog. It is the Dutch 

 Lion rampant,which the Arabs, who never call a thing by 

 its right name, term a dog. — In fhort, this treafure amounted 

 to fomething more than three guineas ; and this he defired 

 me to keep till we feparated. Do not you tell them, faid he, 

 and I will throw off my cloaths and girdle, and leave them 

 on board, while I go to fwim, and when they find I have 

 nothing upon me they will not hurt me. « 



But what fecurity; faid I, have vou that I do not rob you 

 of this, and get you thrown into the Nile fome night ? No, 

 no, fays he, that I know is impomble. I have never been 

 able to ileep till I fpoke to you ; do with me what you 

 pleafe, and my money too, only keep me out of the hands 



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