visible to her; and although the young man must have seen them if he had looked beyond her, looking beyond her was something he had no desire to do. Food, moreover, appeared to be something else for which he had no desire; and while his charming friend, unembarrassed, ate with an appetite almost robust, she proved herself at the same time unfailingly capable of returning his devotional gaze with a grave sweetness.
Hyacinthe called their attention to the silhouette in the noonday sun beyond. "Some camels for Mr. Uggle," the youth said; and he added mildly, "If he wish to look."
"Camels—for me?" Ogle inquired, a little startled. "How could that be?"
"I mean they are the first we have met," Hyacinthe explained. "You will see them all the time by-and-by and get used to them; but when people come to Algeria they always get excited the first time they see a camel."
"Oh, yes," Ogle returned. "I understand what you mean." And he looked absently out at the grotesque figures slowly passing. "Very interesting."
Mme. Momoro turned to look, and she sighed with
