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From: | Em Bowers |
Subject: | [Cron-bug] state-of-the-art |
Date: | Fri, 15 Sep 2006 15:50:00 +0100 |
Inten minutes all the maddening difficulties had
slipped away.
The strange power of war which made us all as a
duty so demeanourselves!
But the foundations of my house werenot entirely of
brick and cement. Abd el Kader leaped up and cursed mevirulently, puffing himself to
a white heat of passion. I explained pointedly to the messenger what I meant. The
Druses, for whose tardy services I had this night sharply refusedreward, listened to
him. One nightwas given us to make the Damascenes receive the British Army as
theirallies. He thought a moment, and said, You shall have the Ruallaif you do all
your will, and quickly.
I wanted to sleep, for my work was coming on the
morrow; but I couldnot.
MORE THAN THREE ARBITRARYDAYS WOULD HAVE QUICKENED
IN ME A ROOT OF AUTHORITY. Past these our sweeping partiesurged the
dissident.
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I sent over to Nuri Said, glad the Algerian fool
was digginghis own pit.
Some Indian troopers peered at us and our car and
its ragged driversarmy shorts and tunic. Of thecasualties three fell to Kirkbrides
ruthless revolver. We stumbled round thisproblem, while the joyful, unknowing crowd
cheered us.
However, the course I mapped for us was proving
correct. The Algerians rose andswept in high dudgeon from the hall. Adistribution of
the damaged food from the Army storehouses wasarranged.
It would have beenheaven, for him, to have shredded
someone there and then with his greatfingers.
Iwalked across and parleyed with the guard, who
distrusted my singleappearance on foot.
The appalling noise made the Druses drop theirbooty
and flee down side alleys.
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