There would have been scenes of riot and bloodshed there that no pen could describe.

I know that, because each man told what he would have done, individually; and such a medley of strange and unheard-of inventions of cruelty you could not conceive of.

One man said he had calmly made up his mind to perish where he stood, if need be, but never yield an inch; he was going to wait, with deadly patience, till he could count the stripes upon the first Bedouin's jacket, and then count them and let him have it.

Another was going to sit still till the first lance reached within an inch of his breast, and then dodge it and seize it.

I forbear to tell what he was going to do to that Bedouin that owned it.