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CHAPTER FIVE-2
The Officer then pointed out the places where the bands would play, the many guns fire salutes and where the Khedive would receive his guests on his yacht Mahroussa. “There will be three long days of celebrations,” the Officer related. “We are expecting all the Arab leaders and at least fifty men-of-war from all nations to be anchored outside the harbour.” It all sounded intriguing and Delia wished that she could be present. While the Officer was speaking, the Marquis was looking as closely as he could at the Canal. He was certain that it would not be too difficult in the months in between to have everything ready, at least in this section of the Canal, as the Khedive had planned. He was also sure that if the Prince and Princess of Wales did attend as the honoured guests of the Khedi
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