"So much the easier for us," Grim answered. "That kind always make mistakes. He must have counted on your brains exclusively to keep him on top; and now your brains are in my pocket, so to speak. How"s his health? Boils? Indigestion?"
She nodded.
"Ah! Most angry men have indigestion. Dislikes European doctors, I dare say? Thought so; most fanatical Moslems do that. But an Indian _hakim?_ Now, many an Indian _hakim_ knows how to relieve indigestion--in between the bouts of rage. D"you suppose he"d entertain a _hakim?"_
She nodded again.
"Well, we"ll fix it so a _hakim_ can relieve his boils and indigestion. But let you and me understand each other first, Jael. I can be a mean man when I must, but I"ll always take a heap of trouble to find a white man"s way of accomplishing the same purpose. I can act mean toward you--sheer plug-ugly if you force my hand--but I"d sooner not; and I"d just as lief help you as hinder you, provided you don"t upset what I"m seeking to build."
She laughed again, and not so bitterly.
"You"re on the wrong side of the wall to build much," she answered. "You should come over into our camp. You"re so like Ali Higg in certain lights and in some of your gestures, and so unlike him in other things, that if you came across the Jordan for good I think you could show us something."
Her eyes said far more than her lips did. She was studying him from a new angle--a thoughtful, speculative angle that vaguely excited her.
"What I mean is just this," he said; "that you and I had better decide to be real friends, and not half-open enemies, each looking for a chance to spoil the other"s game. There are men in this camp who"ll tell you that I keep my word. I"m willing to pledge it not to hurt you or Ali Higg, provided you pledge yours to be equally friendly and to help me in taming Ali Higg so"s he"ll be useful and not just an ordinary trouble-maker."
"Would you accept my word?" she asked him--ready to consider him fool or liar, according to how he answered.
"I"ll accept it, Jael. Sure. For you"ll have to give it, and it"s all you"ve got to trade with. And I"ll watch you just about twice as carefully as examiners watch the bank directors of New York State.
"Knowing you"re watched, like them you"re going to be too proud to cheat; and after you"ve found how it pays to play straight with me you"re going almost to enjoy being watched for the sake of the advertis.e.m.e.nt."
Her face did not soften in the least; but it changed expression, like a woman buyer"s who has decided to make a purchase but has not done bargaining.
"I think I"m going to like you," she said. "Of course, you"re a liar, like all men, but you"ve a finer touch than most."
At that point Ali Baba made his first contribution to the argument. The old man did not know much English, but there are certain words--such as liar, cheat, swine, thief, and the list of oaths--that find their way like water to the common level and are known from Spitzbergen to the Horn.
"He is no liar!" he exclaimed in Arabic. "A cunning man with the brain of three, who can use the truth for his own ends! A keeper of secrets! An upsetter of plans! But he is no liar, and I will not hear him called one by a woman! Peace, thou fool! It is written that a woman"s tongue is worse than water dripping through a roof!"
It is manners in that country to sit silent while an old man speaks, and even Jael Higg did not offer to rebuke him for the interruption. When he had quite finished Grim took up the argument again.
"Now let"s know where we stand. Are you and I to be friends, Jael?"
She nodded.
"I"m no half-way adventurer. I"ll make your fortune," she said, "if you"ll come the whole way with me, and stay this side of Jordan."
He shook his head and smiled back at her.
"You"ve your work cut out to keep Ali Higg off the rocks, Jael."
"There"s no room for two of you," she answered darkly.
"I guess not."
She looked hard at me, and back from me to Grim. I don"t know yet whether she was setting a trap for us or really in earnest about what she said next. Grim thinks she was drawing a bow at a venture.
"Is this the _hakim?_ One of the two respectable persons you have with you? Hm! Respectability is a mask--often a safe mask, often an offensive one, always a lie. All really dangerous criminals are respectable people.
"And a _hakim,_ eh? An Indian physician? I have heard of Indian physicians being poisoners--although, of course, they"re respectable people and give the poison by mistake! Now if he should go to Ali Higg and poison him, while pretending to cure boils and indigestion--"
"But he won"t," said Grim, "so why suppose?"
"Of course he won"t, unless you tell him to!" she snapped.
"I dare say he"s as much in your power as I am. But suppose you tell him to--"
"I won"t, Jael."
"Now don"t you be a fool, James Grim! You can"t deceive me into thinking you"re above such things. That haughty att.i.tude is British, not American; you"ve been defiled by contact with them. Come out into the open like an unhypocritical American.
Talk business.
"I"ve tried to make a man of Ali Higg, but he"s only an animal after all. The best I can ever do with him will be failure compared to what I could make of you, James Grim. You look enough like him to make it possible to subst.i.tute you with care. Go ahead and send your _hakim."_
Grim smiled with perfect good humor, but a blind man could not have mistaken his refusal.
"Oh, you"re all hypocrites, you men--Americans, English, French--you"re all alike; glad to see a man die, if he"s a nuisance, but afraid to admit you"d a hand in it. But you needn"t fear. You can send your _hakim_ uninstructed. He"s an Indian, isn"t he? Well, Ali Higg is sure to insult him to the very marrow of his bones, and you can safely leave Indian revengefulness to do the rest."
Grim shook his head.
"He"d be too afraid he might meet me some day. He knows I"d not stand for it. No, Jael; I invited you to talk sense. You"ve got to make shift with Ali Higg `as is". If you don"t like it say so now and I"ll tell off three or four of my thieves to escort you over the border into British territory while I play this game without you.
"What you"ve got to understand first and last is that I"m dead set on clipping Ali Higg"s claws. I don"t care a row of imitation pewter shucks about any man"s ambition, or any woman"s past. My job in the world is to do what I"m able to do, and I"m going to prevent war in this land if I get killed doing it and have to ruin you in the bargain! Now, are we set?"
"I think you"re a fool," she said, "and you think me a villain.
We"re strange partners! Very well, let"s try."
Promptly he handed her an envelop, sheet of paper, and his fountain-pen.
"Write first, then, to Ibrahim ben Ah. He knows your hand, I suppose? Tell him there is news of a British force coming over the border, and that he must stay at that oasis in readiness to attack after Ali Higg has taken steps to draw the British in the right direction.
"Say he may have to stay there a week or ten days, and that he is to enforce the death penalty on any of his men who dares try to leave the oasis. Tell him that secrecy as to his present whereabouts is the all-important point. For that reason strangers may be made prisoner and held until further orders. The messenger who bears this is to be sent back with an answer immediately."
"How much of that is true about a British force?" she demanded.
"Are you trying to trap those men?"
"None of it"s true. No, they"re safe. You write, and I"ll sign it with your seal."
She hesitated, but I don"t know whether from caution or from a genuine dislike to deceive her husband"s loyal henchman. But there was no way of getting out of it except by blunt refusal, involving the threatened escort into British territory and deportation. So she wrote, and Grim sealed the letter: He handed it to Ali Baba.
"Select the most trustworthy of your sons, O King of Thieves, give him the fastest camel, and let him ride with that to the oasis. Bid him ride hard and overtake us with the answer."
"Do you think my sons have wings?" asked Ali Baba.
"Not unless devils are winged!" laughed Grim. "It is a simple matter--just there and back again."
"Not so simple, Jimgrim! It is written that in the desert all men are enemies. What if he should meet a dozen men?"