Here Dick felt that his horse was
flagging. Halting, he dismounted, and lifted Annie down. This time the
movement woke her; she gave a little cry.
"Where am I?" she asked.
"You are quite safe, child," Dick said cheerfully. "Just lie quiet in
my arms. We have come five hours' journey, and as my horse is getting
tired, I am changing to yours. Ibrahim is shifting the rugs that you
have been sitting on."
"I can go on by myself," she said, making a little struggle to get
down.
"You must be good, and do what you are told," he said, with a laugh.
"Remember that you are a slave, and I am your master, at present."
She said nothing more until they were seated afresh, and had got into
motion.
"Oh, you are good, Dick!" she sighed softly. "Only to think of your
carrying me like this, for five hours, without waking me!"
"Well, it was much better for us both that you should sleep," he said,
"and it is the horse that is carrying you, not I. I have been very
comfortable, I can assure you.
"We shall go on for another four hours. After that we shall hide up in
a wood, and sleep till the afternoon. Then it will depend upon you. If
you can sit your horse, we shall ride on through Anicull.
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