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Shall there be talk of renting between me and thee?" "Not yet. After I've seen the beasts. If they're as good as you say I'll pay you at the government rate for them per month." "Allah forbid! The camels are yours, Jimgrim. For me and mine there will no doubt be a profit from this venture without striking bargains between friends." Grim smiled at that like a merchant listening to a salesman.
"You think so?" He stroked his great beard again, and twisted his mustache. "I'm sure of it." "Atcha. We shall see. I will give the trollop that one chance. It may be she will preserve her head on her shoulders yet by confiding in me; for if I can forewarn Jimgrim of her plans I will reckon it beneath my dignity to use a sword on her. So. It is settled. We shall see."
The Sikh turned that over in his mind during one whole circuit of the palm-trees, stroking his great beard with his right hand the while as if the friction would inspire his brain. "Jimgrim will say she is a woman and therefore must not be killed in any event," he answered at last. "But that is of the nature of his error, all men suffering delusion in some form, since none is perfect.
Five days' march from here to Petra and how many deserts and tribes between?" "So much the easier to keep the loot when we have won it!" answered Ali Baba. "There's going to be no loot!" said Grim. "Allah!" "Would you rather have me send back to Jerusalem for regular police?" "Nay, Jimgrim! That would be the end of you, for those police would bungle everything.
That was very little, and then she asked us all over again about Jimgrim. "So we said Jimgrim has already gone back to Jerusalem, and she did not believe; but we swore by the beard of the Prophet, so she said what were we going to do now, and we said we would go to the governorate and beg for bread.
"Who says I have no authority?" "Well, if you could prove you have " "What then?" the man in bed demanded, trying to sit up. "Feisul, for instance, is a friend of mine, and these men with me are his friends too. You have no letter, of course, for that would be dangerous..." "Jimgrim, in the name of the Most High, I swear I had a letter! He who stabbed me took it. "Was the letter from Feisul?"
If a Greek should kill a Maltese it would be a Jew who planned it! May the curse of Allah change their faces and the fire of Eblis consume them!" "Did you see the man who stabbed you?" "Yes." And was he a Jew?" "Jimgrim, you know better than to ask that! A Jew always hires another to do the killing. He who struck me was a hireling, who shall die by my hand, as Allah is my witness.
The man in bed was wounded badly, but not fatally, and though his eyes blazed with fever he seemed to have some of his wits about him. He recognized Grim after staring hard at him for about a minute. "Jimgrim!" "Sidi bin Tagim, isn't it? Well, well I thought it might be you," said Grim, speaking the northern dialect of Arabic, which differs quite a bit from that spoken around Jerusalem.
That black-faced rogue of Rafiki's will point us out to them, for he will recognize the shibriyah. "Then when they come to seize the lady Ayisha they will find no woman in the litter. So they will believe that Rafiki's messenger has told lies that are blacker than his face, and will beat him and let us go." "But if they do not let you go? They are ruffians, you know, Jimgrim."
Narayan Singh, growling in my ear incessantly, scented intrigue, and his Sikh blood tingled at the thought; he began to look more tolerantly on Ayisha as a mere instrument whom Grim would find some chance of using. "For the cleverest woman whom the devil ever sent to ruin men is after all but a lie that engulfs the liar. I know that man Jimgrim. She will dig a pit, but he will not fall into it.
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