That night they reached some Bedouin tents , where they had supper with the Arabs . Before they lay down to sleep , Mohammed called the owner of the tent aside . ` Your greyhound will eat my strip of leather , ' he said to the Arab . ` No ; do not fear . ' ` But supposing he does ? ' ` Well , then , I will give him to you in exchange , ' replied the Arab . Mohammed waited till everyone was fast asleep , then he rose softly , and tearing the bit of skin in pieces , threw it down before the greyhound , setting up wild shrieks as he did so . ` Oh , master , said I not well that your dog would eat my thong ? ' ` Be quiet , do n't make such a noise , and you shall have the dog . ' So Mohammed put a leash round his neck , and led him away . In the evening they arrived at the tents of some more Bedouin , and asked for shelter . After supper Mohammed said to the owner of the tent , ` Your ram will kill my greyhound . ' ` Oh , no , he wo n't . ' ` And supposing he does ? ' ` Then you can take him in exchange . ' So in the night Mohammed killed the greyhound , and laid his body across the horns of the ram . Then he set up shrieks and yells , till he roused the Arab , who said ` Take the ram and go away . ' Mohammed did not need to be told twice , and at sunset he reached another Bedouin encampment . He was received kindly , as usual , and after supper he said to his host : ` Your daughter will kill my ram . ' ` Be silent , she will do nothing of the sort ; my daughter does not need to steal meat , she has some every day . '
` Very well , I will go to sleep ; but if anything happens to my XXXXX I will call out . '
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