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"How could you get one?" he asked. "Oh, I have friends here in Saffêd but I _must_ be able to sleep in a nice place." "Of course; certainly. What would you suggest?" "That hotel kept by the Jewish widow might do," I replied. HOW COULD YOU GET ONE HE ASKED OH I HAVE FRIENDS HERE IN SUFFOIT BUT I MUST BE ABLE TO SLEEP IN A NICE PLACE OF COURSE CERTAINLY WHAT WOULD YOU SUGGEST THAT HOTEL KEPT BY THE JEWISH WIDOW MIGHT DO I REPLIED
 had experience with corruptible Turkish officers; and one day, when barrack conditions became unendurable, I went to the officer commanding our division--an old Arab from Latakieh who had been called from retirement at the time of the mobilization. He lived in a little tent near the mosque, where I found him squatting on the floor, nodding drowsily over his comfortable paunch. As he was an officer of the old régime, I entered boldly, squatted beside him and told him my troubles. The answer came with an enormous shrug of the shoulders. "You are serving the Sultan. Hardship should be sweet!" "I should be more fit to serve him if I got more sleep and rest." He waved a fat hand about the tent. "Look at me! Here I am, an officer of rank and"--shooting a knowing look at me--"I have not even a nice blanket." "A crime! A crime!" I interrupted. "To think of it, when I, a humble soldier, have dozens of them at home! I should be honored if you would allow me--" My voice trailed off suggestively. BE RELEASED FROM THE NOISE AND DIRT OF THE MOSQUE I HAD HAD EXPERIENCE WITH CORRUPTIBLE TURKISH OFFICERS AND ONE DAY WHEN BARRACK CONDITIONS BECAME UNENDURABLE I WENT TO THE THE OFFICER COMMANDING OUR DIVISION AN OLD ARAB FROM LATAKI WHO HAD BEEN CALLED FROM RETIREMENT AT THE TIME OF MOBILIZATION HE LIVED IN A LITTLE TENT NEAR THE MOSQUE WHERE I FOUND HIM SQUATTING ON THE FLOOR NODDING DROWSILY OVER HIS COMFORTABLE PAUNCH AS HE WAS AN OFFICER OF THE OLD REGIME I ENTERED BOLDLY SQUATTED BESIDE HIM AND TOLD HIM MY TROUBLES THE ANSWER CAME WITH AN ENORMOUS SHRUG OF THE SHOULDERS YOU ARE SERVING THE SULTAN HARDSHIP SHOULD BE SWEET I SHOULD BE MORE FIT TO SERVE HIM IF I GOT MORE SLEEP AND REST HE WAVED A FAT HAND ABOUT THE TENT LOOK AT ME HERE I AM AN OFFICER OF RANK SHOOTING A KNOWING LOOK AT ME I HAVE NOT EVEN A NICE BLANKET A CRIME A CRIME I INTERRUPTED TO THINK OF IT WHEN I A HUMBLE SOLDIER HAVE DOZENS OF THEM AT HOME I SHOULD BE HONORED IF YOU ALLOW ME MY VOICE TRAILED OFF SUGGESTIVELY
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