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Updated: June 18, 2025
He was tall, and no longer slender, as Victoria remembered Cassim ben Halim to have been ten years ago; but all the more because of his increasing bulk, was his bearing majestic as he rode on the grey mehari, towering above the crowd.
During our short walk, I heard Tanit-Zerga's teeth chattering with terror. We reached a little cave. "Go in," said the Targa. He lighted a torch. The red light showed a superb mehari peacefully chewing his cud. "The little one is not stupid," said Ceghéir-ben-Cheikh, pointing to the animal. "She knows enough to pick out the best and the strongest. But she is rattle-brained."
Now the mehari was dead, and as Maïeddine seemed impatient to get back, they were riding home, in spite of the noon heat. Maïeddine had left the house reluctantly this morning. Not that he could often see Victoria, who was nursing M'Barka, and looking so wistful that he guessed she had half hoped to find her sister waiting behind the white wall on the golden hill.
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