The pilgrims read "Nomadic Life" and keep themselves in a constant state of Quixotic heroism.

They have their hands on their pistols all the time, and every now and then, when you least expect it, they snatch them out and take aim at Bedouins who are not visible, and draw their knives and make savage passes at other Bedouins who do not exist.

I am in deadly peril always, for these spasms are sudden and irregular, and of course I cannot tell when to be getting out of the way.

If I am accidentally murdered, some time, during one of these romantic frenzies of the pilgrims, Mr.Grimes must be rigidly held to answer as an accessory before the fact.

If the pilgrims would take deliberate aim and shoot at a man, it would be all right and proper--because that man would not be in any danger; but these random assaults are what I object to.