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Overview: And then came another Turk to report that a soldier had been found murdered in the upper corridors.
A Turkish surgeon was brought who informed Kemul Bey that the soldier had evidently been slain by a blow from a bare fist. Kemul Bey mused upon the statement.
“By Allah,” said the Turk, “I know of no man who could slay such a man as that soldier with his bare hands-except Gordon, whom they call El Borak.”
A soldier rushed into the room.
“Your Excellency!” he shouted. “El Borak has escaped!”
Kemul Bey leaped from his throne.
“What! Ho! Mirza Suleiman, take fifty soldiers and search the castle. Throw a cordon about the walls and let no one leave the castle until Gordon is recaptured or slain.”
Then to the soldier, “How did he escape?”
“Your Excellency,” the soldier answered, “El Borak overpowered the sentry and, taking his rifle from him, with it forced officer Nureddin to unlock the cell door. Soldiers coming to relieve the sentry found both the officer and sentry bound and gagged on the floor of the cell.”
Kemul Bey rose and picked up his fez. The report of a pistol sent the echoes flying from walls to ceiling and the fez flew out of Kemul Bey’s hand.
With a curse the Turk leaped back, snatching out a pistol. The soldiers started at the shot and raised their rifles. But they paused, uncertainly. There was nothing to tell them from whence the shot came. They stood, looking fearfully about the great castle room.
“Gordon is in the castle somewhere,” said Kemul Bey, somewhat recovering his poise. “Search the castle. Capture El Borak or slay him.
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