You might think that Barbara was in an impossible situation, but while El Aqir praised his guards,
she managed to escape and hid in the palace Hyrene. I had a more serious problem. Thinking
I was a rich merchant, my Arab captor Ibrahim had pegged me out on the sand, hoping to find
out where I'd hidden my gold. By way of persuasion, he poured honey onto my t-shirt.
By persuasion, he poured honey onto my chest and wrists and made a trail to a nearby ant's nest.
I told him my gold was in my boots, so he had to untie my legs. That's when I surprised him
and forced him to be my escort to Lydda, where Barbara was being held prisoner.
El Aqir did discover Barbara in the Hyrene, but he was killed by the father of one of his wives.
With Ibrahim's help, we stole some horses and made our escape. In all our adventures,
the TARDIS was home. That's where we end for. When we arrived, we found the Doctor in a bit
of trouble of his own. The Earl of Leicester was convinced he was a spy and had followed him
from Jaffa. He was on the point of dispatching him, but I begged permission to do the deed myself,
claiming he had caused the deaths of my brothers-in-arms. He agreed, and as he turned away,
we slipped into the TARDIS. We laughed about it afterwards as the Doctor operated the controls,
and I sat back in his favourite armchair, on course for another adventure. But that is another story.