'A hundred would not buy its brother! My master, the tremendous Count of all the English--their chief prince, by Allah!--loves it as his soul.

He will pluck out and devour my heart and liver.

O High Protector! O Almighty Lord!' 'What like was this said cabman ?' asked a sergeant of the watch.
Rashid, with sobs and many pious interjections, described the cabman rather neatly as 'a one-eyed man, full-bearded, of a form as if inflated in the lower half.

His name, he told me, was Habib; but Allah knows!' 'The man is known!' exclaimed the sergeant, eagerly.

'His dwelling is close by.