MY QUEST OF THE ARAB HORSE 



not only aroused the hotel-keeper, but all the 

 world, wolf-like dogs, at the same time. 



Our host was most civil considering the time 

 of night. That is to say, he led us through 

 damp smelling, rocky mud hallways to our 

 room. This was an apartment about twelve 

 feet square, that had windows looking out over 

 the river. We were a scant story high. Un- 

 derneath was a stable where we could hear 



One of our escorts at Antioch. 



camels grumbling and donkeys trying to bray 

 and not quite succeeding. We were not very 

 talkative. JNIoore looked at me as if he wished 

 he had never seen me. I smiled a smile that 



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