His left arm, forced to double duty, had become tremendously muscular, his left hand unusually dexterous.

Much of his facial distortion was the result of his efforts to convey his ideas by expression and by his attempts to overcome the interference of his wry neck with the sweep of his vision.
"Whom have we in our party, Momus ?" Costobarus asked.

As the man made rapid, uncouth signs, the master interpreted.
"Keturah, Hiram and Aquila--and thou and I, Momus.

Three camels, one of which is the beast of burden.

Good! Aquila will ride a horse; ha! a horse in a party of camels--well, perhaps--if he were bought in Ascalon.