towards the boy that morning was of a kind that would
have hoodwinked the very Master of All Lies himself. I could easily
understand now how this man had come to have such an influence over the
kindly-natured Duke of Glenbarth, who, when all was said and done, could
have had but small experience of men of Baxter's type.

Seeing that, instead of helping, I was only in the way, I expressed a
hope that the patient would soon be himself again, and returned to the
deck.

Luncheon came, and still Lord Beckenham was unable to leave his berth.
In the evening he was no better. The following morning he was, if
anything, stronger; but towards mid-day, just as he was thinking of
getting up, his nausea returned upon him, and he was obliged to postpone
the attempt. On Wednesday there was no improvement, and, indeed, it was
not until Thursday afternoon, when the low-lying coast of Port Said was
showing above the sea-line, that he felt in any way fit to leave his
bunk. In all my experience of sea-sickness I had never known a more
extraordinary case.

It was almost dark before we dropped our anchor off the town, and as
soon as we were at a standstill I went below to my friend's cabin. He
was sitting on the locker fully dressed.

"Port Said," I announced. "Now, how do you feel about going ashore?
Personally, I don't think you had better try it."

"Oh! but I want to go. I have been looking forward to it so much. I am
much stronger than I was, believe me, and Mr. Baxter doesn't think it
could possibly hurt me."

"If you don't tire yourself too much," that gentleman put in.

"Very well, then," I said. "In that case I'm your man. There are plenty
of boats alongside, so we'll have no difficulty about getting there.
Won't you come, too, Mr. Baxter?"

"I think not, thank you," he answered. "Port Said is not a place of
which I am very fond."

"In that case I think we had better be going," I said, turning to his
lordship.

We made our way on deck, and, after a little chaffering, secured a boat,
in which we were pulled ashore. Having arrived there, we were
immediately beset by the usual crowd of beggars and donkey boys, but,
withstanding their importunities, we turned into the Rue de Commerce and
made our way inland. To my companion the crowded streets, the diversity
of nationalities and costume, and the strange variety of shops and
wares, were matters of absorbing interest. This will be the better
understood when it is remembered th