Then like curtains the veils were lifted from his eyes, and as they swung aside he saw further, and yet further.
He saw the king of the Franks in his tent beneath, and about him the council of his captains, among them the fierce-eyed master of the Templars, and a man whom he had seen in Jerusalem where they had been dwelling, and knew for Count Raymond of Tripoli, the lord of Tiberias.

They were reasoning together, till, presently, in a rage, the Master of the Templars drew his sword and dashed it down upon the table.
Another veil was lifted, and lo! he saw the camp of Saladin, the mighty, endless camp, with its ten thousand tents, amongst which the Saracens cried to Allah through all the watches of the night.
He saw the royal pavilion, and in it the Sultan walked to and fro alone--none of his emirs, not even his son, were with him.

He was lost in thought, and Godwin read his thought.
It was: "Behind me the Jordan and the Sea of Galilee, into which, if my flanks were turned, I should be driven, I and all my host.
In front the territories of the Franks, where I have no friend; and by Nazareth their great army.

Allah alone can help me.

If they sit still and force me to advance across the desert and attack them before my army melts away, then I am lost.