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The Spahi, too, looked stupid with sleep. He jerked the cord, the murderer awoke with a start, glanced heavily round, stood up. Pulling him as one would an obstinate dog, the Spahi made him lie down on the bare floor in the corner of the Bordj, ere he himself curled up in the thick quilt which had been rolled up behind his high saddle.
I owe him more than I'll ever pay, and I'll kill the Kebir himself afore I'll insult him that way. So say little to him about the Spahi, mon Caporal. He loves you well, does your Rac." "Well, indeed! Good God! what nobility!" Picpon glanced at him; then, with the tact of his nation, glided away and busied himself teaching Flick-Flack to shoulder and present arms, the weapon being a long stick.
"Did I not say he would eat fire?" "Pardieu! C'est un brave." "Rides like an Arab." "Smokes like a Zouave." "Cuts off a head with that back circular sweep ah h h! magnificent!" "And dances like an Aristocrat; not like a tipsy Spahi!"
Hobnail, the reformer; and Reverend Jul Bat, who has converted the whole torrid zone in his Sunday school; and Signor Torre del Greco, who extinguished Vesuvius by pouring into it the Bay of Naples; Spahi, the Persian ambassador; and Tul Wil Shan, the exiled nabob of Nepaul, whose saddle is the new moon.
But few avenge their dead." She looked up, bewildered. They drove under the old Sainte Lesse gate as he spoke. The sunlight lay pink across the walls and tipped the turret of the watch tower with fire. The town seemed very still; nothing was to be seen on the long main street except here and there a Spahi horseman en vidette, and the clock-tower pigeons circling in their evening flight.
Charmian. If you hadn't composed a splendid opera, I couldn't have scored in it." "You would have scored in something else. You are going to." "I shall never enjoy singing any rôle so much as I have enjoyed singing your Spahi." "I don't see how you are ever going to sing any rôle better," said Claude. Their hands fell apart as Charmian quickly came in. "You've put your coats in the lobby?
"The shots he fired after the Spahi missed fire. Yet Tahar was a notable shot." "A strange tale," I said. "How did you come to hear it?" "A year ago I penetrated very far into the Sahara on a sporting expedition. One day I came upon an encampment of nomads. The story was told me by one of them as we sat in the low doorway of an earth-coloured tent and watched the sun go down."
The key was no longer there. Then I remembered my dream and the fingers fluttering round my heart. Stumbling in the blackness I came to the place where the Spahi had lain, stretched out my hands and felt naked flesh. My hands recoiled from it, for it was very cold.
I resolved to mount the low hill down which I had seen the Spahi ride, to descend into the fold of desert beyond it, to pause there a moment, out of sight of the hamlet, listen to the breeze, look at the darkening sky, feel the sand-grains stinging my cheeks, shake hands with the Sahara. But I wanted to shake hands quite alone.
Behind a desk sat a little man, dressed in black, who was dealing cards to himself in a game of solitaire. He rose and bowed when the commandant entered, and then he went on with his game. "Stand there," said the commandant, pointing to a corner, "and put your hands over your head." Ali obeyed. "Search him," said the commandant. The spahi began at Ali's hair and ended with his sandals.
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