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MANAGEMENT.
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aggerating the dangers of the road, to enhance the
value of his services; and, lest I should entertain
any doubt upon the subject, he betrayed himself by
always winding up with a reference to the gener-
osity of Monsieur Linant. The consequence was,
that, instead of inspiring me with fear, he gave me
confidence ; and, by the end of my first day's jour-
ney, I had lost nearly all apprehensions of the dan-
gers of the road, and acquired some distrust and
contempt for my protector. We were all getting
along very well, however. Paul had been playing
a great game among the men, and, by his supe-
rior knowledge of mankind, easily circumvented
these ignorant Bedouins ; and his Arabic name of
" Osman" was constantly in some one's mouth.
I forgot to mention that, very early in my journey
in the desert, my companions, unable to twist my
name to suit their Arabic intonations, had called
me Abdel Hasis (literally, the slave of the good
God), and Paul, Osman.
In the evening, while making a note in a little
memorandum-book, and on the point of lying down
to sleep, I heard a deep guttural voice at some
distance outside, and approaching nearer and
nearer, till the harsh sounds grated as if spoken in
my very ears. My Bedouins were sitting around
a large fire at the door of the tent, and through the
flames I saw coming up two wild and most fero-
cious-looking Bedouins, their dark visages reddened
by the blaze, and their keen eyes flashing; and
hardly had they reached my men, before all drew
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aggerating the dangers of the road, to enhance the
value of his services; and, lest I should entertain
any doubt upon the subject, he betrayed himself by
always winding up with a reference to the gener-
osity of Monsieur Linant. The consequence was,
that, instead of inspiring me with fear, he gave me
confidence ; and, by the end of my first day's jour-
ney, I had lost nearly all apprehensions of the dan-
gers of the road, and acquired some distrust and
contempt for my protector. We were all getting
along very well, however. Paul had been playing
a great game among the men, and, by his supe-
rior knowledge of mankind, easily circumvented
these ignorant Bedouins ; and his Arabic name of
" Osman" was constantly in some one's mouth.
I forgot to mention that, very early in my journey
in the desert, my companions, unable to twist my
name to suit their Arabic intonations, had called
me Abdel Hasis (literally, the slave of the good
God), and Paul, Osman.
In the evening, while making a note in a little
memorandum-book, and on the point of lying down
to sleep, I heard a deep guttural voice at some
distance outside, and approaching nearer and
nearer, till the harsh sounds grated as if spoken in
my very ears. My Bedouins were sitting around
a large fire at the door of the tent, and through the
flames I saw coming up two wild and most fero-
cious-looking Bedouins, their dark visages reddened
by the blaze, and their keen eyes flashing; and
hardly had they reached my men, before all drew