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give presents to many who perhaps were only ama- 

 teur or 'prentice sultans, sultans whose domains 

 w r ere only a little village of half a dozen families. 



For two days our camp was clogged with shauris 

 and sultans sitting around. We couldn't step out 



The Camp Was Clogged with Sultans 



of our tents without stumbling over a sultan or two. 

 When we w r ould take our baths in our tents there 

 would be sultans and warriors peeping in modestly 

 from all sides. There was not a secret of our inner 

 life that remained intact. Even the ladies, from the 

 banana-bellied little girls of five and six up to the 



