So soon after Master Robert Hine and his cohort of chortling chums noble attempt to affect the rescue of Miss Allie Astell from a white slavers encampment north of the ancient site of Zawyet-el-Aryan were thwarted. Her evil captors obviously thinking the game was up released their prize and subsequently Miss Allie Astell was found slightly the worse for wear wandering in the shifting sands of the Southern Sahara. Rumour that the poor gal was to be heard singing Edelweiss at the top of her voice has yet to be confirmed. Toodle Pip. Fawcett.