Legend of the Lost Page #3

Dita, our little touch of gay Paris

in the wilderness!

Good morning.

- Good morning. Everything ready?

- To the last can of peaches.

Good. So we are ready to start?

You ride this one.

Here is half your fee, as we agreed.

-2,000 francs.

- Thank you.

I owe you 1,000.

No. The official ledger says 1,400.

Do you want that 1,000,

or do you want me back in jail?

Joe, monsieur...

All right.

Excuse me, monsieur,

but I am opposed to that.

- Opposed to what?

- Taking liquor along.

Well, I'm not.

We'll compromise.

You live your way, I'll live mine.

For medicinal purposes,

perhaps it may be useful.

Best desert remedy on the market.

Take me along, please.

I'm used to the desert. Take me along.

I can't, Dita.

I'm going off for a long and difficult trip.

I won't be in the way.

I'm really touched that you want to come,

but it's not possible.

I can cook for you, help with the camp.

She might come in sort of handy at that.

I'd like to help you,

but I have so much to do.

I'll see you again when I come back.

- How long will it be?

- Not very long.

If you tell me where you are going,

I could arrange for

our little Dita to communicate.

What are you stewing about,

mon capitaine?

Bonnard told you

where we were going last night.

- Where?

- The Sahara Desert.

Straight ahead and turn to your left.

Joe, please, I can't.

Allons, Jeannette.

- The desert begins.

- It's all desert.

I imagine you're curious about

where we're going.

You'll get around to telling me.

I have spent 10 years preparing

for this trip.

And I studied the Sahara and its history.

I know every word that's written about

this dead sea of sand.

There's a lot to know about the Sahara.

You like the desert?

It's mine.

It's all I own.

I think this will be

the most important job of your life.

What is it?

I'm going in search of my father.

A reunion?

He disappeared in the desert 10 years ago.

Just where do you expect

to catch up with him?

I don't expect to find him alive.

Dropped out of a salt caravan.

Even camels can't make it sometimes.

I thought that happened farther out.

You missed a few lessons in your

home desert study, Mr. Bonnard.

It can happen anywhere.

I've seen dead animals and men

100 yards from water.

That wind blows, and the sand moves,

it's goodbye water holes.

The oasis of Asselar will not be covered.

You can start your praying right now.

Yes, it is Asselar. It hasn't changed.

The old Turkish fort, the well, the palms.

- I thought you hadn't been here before.

- I haven't.

This is the largest oasis, isn't it?

That's right.

- Anything you'd like me to do?

- I'll manage.

Nothing like soaking your insides

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