That is where they will camp." "Sahib," I said, considering his words as a cook tastes curry, "our men be overweary to have fight in them." "Who spoke of fighting ?" said he.

So I went and lay down, and fell asleep wondering.

When he came and roused me it was already growing late.

By the time I had roused the men and they were all lined up we could no longer see Angora for the darkness; which worked both ways--those in Angora could not see us.
"If any catch sight of us," said Ranjoor Singh, speaking in a loud voice to us all, "let us hope they mistake us for friends.

What Turk or German looks for an enemy hereabouts?
The chances are all ours, but beware! Be silent as ye know how! Forward!" It was a pitiable effort, for our bellies yearned and our feet were sore and stiff.