It was most of it Greek to me, but Grim listened like an operator to the ticking of the Morse code.

It was Hadad who cut it short; Jeremy would have talked all the way to Damascus.
"And so, Jimgrim, do the kites foregather?
Or are we a forlorn hope?
Do we go to bury Feisul or to crown him king ?" "How much do you know ?" Grim answered.
"Hah! More than you, my friend! I come from Europe--London--Paris-- Rome.

I stopped off in Deraa to listen a while, where the tide of rumour flows back and forth across the border.

The English are in favour of Feisul, and would help him if they could.

The French are against him and would rather have him a dead saint than a living nuisance.