
 
        
         
		character  for  which  this  race  are  notorious.  The  
 stories which we continually heard  about  them  had  
 aroused  my  curiosity to  the  utmost, and  I  was  extremely  
 anxious to see  these  men.  But  the ill-luck  
 which had dogged our  steps  had  hitherto frustrated  
 all our efforts to find  them;  and  now, just when we  
 were beginning to think that we had fairly got them  
 within our reach, it  appeared  that  they had  slipped  
 once more through our fingers and  retired into their  
 home in the inaccessible depths of the Sahara. 
 If  so,  our  last  chance  of  seeing  them  was  lost.  
 We should never  have  been  able  to  have  obtained  
 permission from  the  French  Government  to  follow  
 them,  and  as  I  knew  that  all  my movements  were  
 being most carefully watched by the authorities, who  
 seem to imagine that every Englishman who appears  
 in  Algeria  must  necessarily  be  either  a  spy  or  a  
 Government agent engaged in urging  the  natives to  
 revolt, my chance  of  giving  these  officious  officials  
 the  slip  was  a  very  small  one  indeed.  If  the  
 Tawareks  had  retreated  into  the  depths  of  the  
 Sahara, there  remained  nothing  for  us  but  to  own  
 ourselves defeated and to take the shortest road back  
 again to civilisation,  for any attempt to follow  them  
 would  merely  result  in  our  being  ignominiously  
 brought  back  again  in  the  charge  of  a  party  of  
 Spahis. 
 Aissa, who, being an Arab, was a fatalist by birth,  
 had  declared  that  he  considered  it  to  be  mecJctoub  
 (foreordained) that we  should  never  succeed  in  our  
 search,  and I began  almost to fear  that  he  must  be  
 right. 
 At  Biskra  we  had  been  told  that  we  should  
 possibly find some members of this race at Tougourt.  
 On our arrival  there, however, we found  that,  so far  
 from  any  of  them  being  in  the  neighbourhood,  
 none  had  been  seen  there  for  many weeks,  and we  
 had  been  recommended to  repair to Wargla, where,  
 however, we  were  again  disappointed,  as  they  had,  
 contrary  to  their  usual  custom,  abandoned  the  
 district for  nearly a year.  And so  things  had  gone  
 on until on our arrival at El Wad,  just when we had  
 thought ourselves to be fairly on the right scent,  our  
 evil  destiny  had  still  pursued  us, for we had  found  
 that the Tawareks had left the neighbourhood and retired  
 to Edemeetha ;  and  now, as we  had  been  told  
 that a large party of  them had  the  day before  been  
 seen  migrating  southward  in  the  direction  of  
 Ghadames,  and  as  there  seemed  to  be  every  probability  
 that  they  were  the  men  whom  we  were  
 endeavouring  to  find, it seemed as though they  had  
 already got beyond out  reach. 
 It was  intensely  disappointing.  I  began to feel  
 as though we had been hunting some kind of human  
 will-o’-the-wisp  which  had  no  real  existence,  and  
 that we had been  following this phantom  about  the  
 desert,  lured  on  by  its  ever-retreating  form.  Our  
 journey had  certainly been in its way an  interesting  
 one, but we seemed to have failed in the main object  
 of it. 
 But, no.  I was lying half  asleep on my bed,  for  
 the  day was  a  scorchingly  hot  one, when  the  door  
 opened  and  Aissa  looked  in.  Seeing  that I was  in  
 the  room  he, without  a  word, flung  the  door  wide