DEAREST ALICK,

Do not think of coming here. Indeed it would be almost too painful to me

to part from you again; and as it is, I can patiently wait for the end

among people who are kind and loving enough to be comfortable, without

too much feeling of the pain of parting. The leaving Luxor was rather a

distressing scene, as they did not think to see me again.

The kindness of all the people was really touching, from the Kadee who

made ready my tomb among his own family, to the poorest fellaheen. Omar

sends you his most heartfelt thanks, and begs that the boat may remain

registered at the Consulate in your name for his use and benefit. The

Prince has appointed him his own dragoman. But he is sad enough, poor

fellow, all his prosperity does not console him for the loss of 'the

mother he found in the world.' Mohammed at Luxor wept bitterly and said,

'poor I, my poor children, poor all the people,' and kissed my hand

passionately, and the people at Esneh, asked leave to touch me 'for a

blessing,' and everyone sent delicate bread, and their best butter, and

vegetables and lambs. They are kinder than ever now that I can no longer

be of any use to them.

If I live till September I will go up to Esneh, where the air is softest

and I cough less. I would rather die among my own people in the Saeed

than here.

You must forgive this scrawl, dearest. Don't think please of sending

Maurice out again, he must begin to work now or he will never be good for

anything.

Can you thank the Prince of Wales for Omar, or shall I write? He was

most pleasant and kind, and the Princess too. She is the most perfectly

simple-mannered girl I ever saw. She does not even try to be civil like

other great people, but asks blunt questions, and looks at one so

heartily with her clear, honest eyes, that she must win all hearts. They

were more considerate than any people I have seen, and the Prince,

instead of being gracious, was, if I may say so, quite respectful in his

manner: he is very well bred and pleasant, and has the honest eyes that

makes one sure he has a kind heart.

My sailors were so proud at having the honour of rowing him _in our own

boat_, and of singing to him. I had a very good singer in the boat.

Please send some little present for my Reis: he is such a good man; he

will be pleased at some little thing from you. He is half Turk, and

seems like whole one. Maurice will have told you all about us. Good-bye

for the present, dearest Alick.

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