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Updated: June 17, 2025
And when at last a few lights in a cluster down the track proclaimed that we were drawing near Damascus, I was ready to advise everybody, Feisul included, to get out in a hurry while a chance remained. "Bismillah! What a mercy that I met you!"
Hadad was there, not smiling at all, but bleached white with excitement; he had brought a number of Arab officers with him, six or seven of whom were standing on the running- board of the front car and all arguing with Feisul, who sat back with his feet and hands tied, guarded by Narayan Singh. At Grim's feet dead, with bullets through their heads were three Syrian staff officers.
Ticknor brought it; otherwise it might have been seen by the wrong people." Feisul took the hint and dismissed the Syrian officers, calling them by their first names as he gave them "leave to go." Then Mabel produced the letter and Feisul read it, crossing one thin leg over the other and leaning back easily. But he sat forward again and laughed bitterly when he had read it twice over.
No money not much ammunition French propaganda undermining the allegiance of his men time working against him, and nothing to do but wait." "What in hell have the French got to do with it?" "They want Syria. They've got the coast towns now. They mean to have Damascus; and if they can catch Feisul and jail him to keep him out of mischief they will." "But damn it!
He was born mischievous and he caricatured Feisul on horseback as if he were acting for the movies. I guess the French officers had good glasses with them, for Jeremy had hardly mounted when the advancing Algerians opened a hot fire on us.
Mabel had a viewpoint that served Grim's purpose as well as any at the moment. "That man's too good, and much too good-looking to be wasted!" she said emphatically. "D'you suppose that if Colonel Lawrence were really here " "Half a minute," said Grim, "and I'll come to that. How about you, Hadad? How far would you go to save Feisul from this Waterloo?"
Half of the men who advise you to go to the front will fight like lions against a net, and the other half will sell you to the French! Your fifty thousand men will melt like butter in the sun and your Arab cause will be left without a leader!" Feisul pondered that for about a minute, leaning back and watching Grim's face. "We held a council of war, Jimgrim," he said at last.
You know how bewildering and tricky those early mists are when they start to roll up before the wind. We had hardly got going when the whole mass seemed to shift in one great cloud, covering the fleeing troops and incidentally Feisul, but leaving us in our two autos high and dry, as it were, in full view of the French. And they were advancing by that time.
Baghdad's the old Arab capital, and that'll do for a beginning; after that it's up to the Arabs themselves." "Well? Where does my gold mine come in?" Jeremy asked. "Feisul has no money. If it was made clear to him that he could serve the Arabs best by going to London, he'd consider it.
"Whatever they shouldn't hear can be said in another room," was the explanation. So we all sat down together on one of the corner seats, and were kept waiting about sixty seconds until Feisul entered by a door in the far corner. And when he came he took your breath away. It always prejudices me against a man to be told that he is dignified and stately.
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