If it comes to a fight, and I am killed, Leclair will command you.

His knowledge of Arabic temporarily ranks him above Bohannan.

Don't shoot unless it comes to hard necessity; but if you do shoot, make every bullet count--and save the last one for yourselves!" Bara Miyan clapped his hands.

Through two arched doorways, to right and left, entered a silent file of the huge, half-naked Maghrabi men.

All were unarmed; but the muscles of their heavy shoulders, the gorilla-like dangle of their steel-fingered hands produced an effect more ominous even than the gleam of simitars in the dim cressets' light would have been.
Along the walls these black barbarians disposed themselves, a full hundred or more, saying nothing, seeming to see nothing, mere human automata.