"SONS OF THE PROPHET, SLAY!" The Olema shook an emphatic head of negation.

"_Yafta Allah!_" he exclaimed, using the absolute, decisive formula of refusal in Arab bargaining.

"This gold of ours is sacred.

The angel Jibrail himself struck the Iron Mountains with his wing, at the same hour when the Black Stone fell from Paradise, and caused the gold to gush out.

It is not earthly gold, but the gold of angels.
"Not one grain can be taken from El Barr.