For another half hour nothing unusual occurred, then a surly-looking
Arab entered the cafe from the street. He stood near Tarzan,
where he deliberately made insulting remarks about the European,
but as they were in his native tongue Tarzan was entirely innocent
of their purport until Abdul took it upon himself to enlighten him.

"This fellow is looking for trouble," warned Abdul. "He is not
alone. In fact, in case of a disturbance, nearly every man here
would be against you. It would be better to leave quietly, master."

"Ask the fellow what he wants," commanded Tarzan.

"He says that `the dog of a Christian' insulted the Ouled-Nail,
who belongs to him. He means trouble, m'sieur."

"Tell him that I did not insult his or any other Ouled-Nail, that
I wish him to go away and leave me alone. That I have no quarrel
with him, nor has he any with me."

"He says," replied Abdul, after delivering this message to the
Arab, "that besides being a dog yourself that you are the son of
one, and that your grandmother was a hyena. Incidentally you are
a liar."

The attention of those near by had now been attracted by the
altercation, and the sneering laughs that followed this torrent
of invective easily indicated the trend of the sympathies of the
majority of the audience.