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[Gnue-sb-commits] hooked


From: Anna Gardner
Subject: [Gnue-sb-commits] hooked
Date: Sun, 17 Sep 2006 18:30:34 +0200

After an hour he excused himself, because he had just married a Shobekwife. The huts were burned, the stores looted, the shipping takenout to deep sea and scuttled. I askedhow they could look with pleasure on children, embodied proofs of theirconsummated lust?
So on hertail, with me yet in the saddle, we went sliding round and down ahundred feet.
Our new ridge was about forty feet up, and a nice shape for defence.
The huts were burned, the stores looted, the shipping takenout to deep sea and scuttled.
Never again werewe combative, whether in jest, or betting on a certainty. Inthe day it thawed a little and in the night it froze. The Sherif s eyes darkened, and he made passesin the air with his riding-stick.
We had ridden sixmiles in seven hours, and they were exhausted. I asked them thenews; they told me all was well. I have been forty years a soldier, but never saw I rebels fightlike these.
Wehad eighty men on it, and more were constantly arriving.
They had no clothes but khaki drill uniform ofthe British summer sort. Thence we turned back to Tafileh,after a reconnaissance very assuring for our future.
The Turks were fightingtheir way up this road.
Joyce might have arranged to send me money: but not easily in thisseason. The perspective seemed to change, so that far hills looked small,and near hillocks great. The huts were burned, the stores looted, the shipping takenout to deep sea and scuttled. I called him in togive him an embroidered head-cloth as reward for faithful service.
We were weatherbound, andas the days passed in monotony we lost the hope of doing.
Yet the pleasure was not vivid, as we hadhoped. We wrangled by theroadside under the soft drift. We snuggled down beside them, hoping for warmth and sleep.
So I rode her without a stick, comfortably reading a book when the marchpermitted. We had to drive them down into thehappier Ghor, a days journey from our vital garrison.
It cost me an infinity of pain toturn the first two comers.
After the fall she rose to her feetwhimpering and stood still, in a tremble.
He had finished his ammunition, lost five men fromshell-fire, and had one automatic gun destroyed.
They went in rapidly, unseen till they were in position, andcrumpled the Turkish left.
Zeid told me there was another Englishman in Tafileh.

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