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The Flying Legion

CHAPTER XLI
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The major even muttered an oath or two, under his breath, till Leclair nudged him with a forceful elbow.
Not thus must Franks, from Feringistan, show astonishment or admiration.
"May the peace be upon thee," all at once exclaimed Bara Miyan, gesturing for the Master to enter the vast hall.

"Peace, until the rising of the day!" "And upon thee, the peace!" the Master answered, with the correct Arabic formula.

They entered, and after them the other Legionaries and the sub-chiefs of Jannati Shahr.
The banquet-hall was enormous.

The Master's glance estimated it as about two hundred and fifty feet long by one hundred and seventy-five wide, with a height from golden floor to flat-arched roof of some one hundred and twenty-five.

Embroidered cloths of camel's-hair and silk covered the walls.


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