Maps were my business, and I had been looking for one.
'We're not going to Mesopotamia,' I said.

'Our orders have been cancelled.' 'But I've just seen Enver, and he said he had sent round our passports.' 'They're in the fire,' I said.

'The right ones will come along tomorrow morning.' Sandy broke in, his eyes bright with excitement.
'The great hills! ...

We're going to Erzerum ...

Don't you see that the Germans are playing their big card?
They're sending Greenmantle to the point of danger in the hope that his coming will rally the Turkish defence.