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into the power of the Turk. Then there is some business about devil-ships which I do not understand, and at the last I have to got Yanni safely out of Tripoli, But before that I imagine you will have gone te my cousin Petrobey."
Nicholas nodded approvingly.
"You have a clear head for so large a boy," he said, "though apparently you are not so crafty as Yanni. Now what we have to do, now this moment, is to invent some excuse whereby Germanos and the primates will find means to disobey Mehemet Salik when he summons them to Tripoli. Oh, Mitsos, but it is a wise man's thoughts that we want."
Mitsos knitted his forehead.
"Can't they go there and then escape, as Yanni is to do?" he said, precipitately.
Nicholas shook his head in reproof.
"Fifty cassocked primates climbing over a town wall! Little Mitsos, you are no more than a fool."
Mitsos laughed.
"So Yanni often told me," he said. "I'm afraid it's true."
"Try and be a shade more sensible. Think of all the impossible ways of doing it, and then see what is left, for that will be the right way. Now first, they must either refuse to go point-blank or seem to be obeying. Certainly they must not refuse outright to go; so that leaves us with them seeming to obey."
"Well, they mustn't get there," said Mitsos; "so they must stop on the way."
"That is true. Why should they stop on the way? We will go slow here."
"There must be something that stops them," said Mitsos, with extreme caution.
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