MY QUEST OF THE ARAB HORSE 



of Sheikh Faris, the great enemy of the 

 Anezeh, who had been dead two years. She 

 was small, not more than fourteen hands two 

 inches high, but I never saw such beautiful hind 

 quarters and back tendons on anything in 

 horse flesh. 



Now every time I had tried to buy this mare 

 from Haffez he turned it off with a joke, say- 

 ing that everything he had was mine and that 

 there was nothing to buy. Then when he 

 would apparently talk seriously about selling 

 her, he would warn me to be careful for the 

 agreement he had made with the Anezeh was 



ABEYAH 

 This mare's head was considered by the Bedouins the most 



perfect of the Anezeh. 



not binding between us, and that he would 



dicker and bargain as best we could. Even 



when I consented and asked him to put a 



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