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"And the Turk?" "No doubt.... Through my mind, that is. At any rate, he asked a lot of questions about you. I showed him your photo. He died, poor chap—at least they told me so. Probably they shot him." AND THE TURK NO DOUBT THROUGH MY MIND THAT IS AT ANY RATE HE ASKED A LOT OF QUESTIONS ABOUT YOU I SHOWED HIM YOUR PHOTO HE DIED POOR CHAP AT LEAST THEY TOLD ME SO PROBABLY THEY SHOT HIM
curious than many another, perhaps, yet the details were queer enough. That a wounded Turk to whom he gave water should have remembered gratitude was likely enough, for all travellers know that these men are kindly gentlemen at times; but that this Mohammedan peasant should have been later a member of a prisoner’s escort and have provided the means of escape and concealment—weeks in a dry watercourse and months in a hut outside the town—seemed an incredible stroke of good fortune. “He brought me food and water three times a week. I had no money to give him, so I gave him my Zeiss glasses. I taught him a bit of English too. But he liked the glasses best. He was never tired of playing with ’em—making big and little, as he called it. He learned precious little English....” “My pair, weren’t they?” interrupted his brother. “My old climbing glasses.” “Your present to me when I went out, yes. So really you helped me to save my life. I told the old Turk that. I was always thinking about you.” A DESCRIBED THE STORY WAS NOT MORE CURIOUS THAN MANY ANOTHER PERHAPS YET THE DETAILS WERE QUEER ENOUGH THAT A WOUNDED TURK TO WHOM HE GAVE WATER SHOULD HAVE REMEMBERED GRATITUDE WAS LIKELY ENOUGH FOR ALL TRAVELLERS KNOW THAT THESE MEN ARE KINDLY GENTLEMEN AT TIMES BUT THIS MOHAMMEDAN PEASANT SHOULD HAVE BEEN LATER A MEMBER OF A PRISONER'S ESCORT AND HAVE PROVIDED THE MEANS OF ESCAPE AND CONCEALMENT WEEKS IN A DRY WATERCOURSE AND MONTHS IN A HUT OUTSIDE THE TOWN SEEMED AN INCREDIBLE STROKE OF GOOD FORTUNE HE BROUGHT ME FOOD AND WATER THREE TIMES A WEEK I HAD NO MONEY TO GIVE TO HIM SO I GAVE HIM MY ZICE GLASSES I TAUGHT HIM A BIT OF ENGLISH TOO BUT HE LIKED THE GLASSES BEST HE WAS NEVER TIRED OF PLAYING WITH HIM MAKING BIG AND LITTLE AS HE CALLED IT HE LEARNED PRECIOUS LITTLE ENGLISH MY PAIR WEREN'T THEY INTERRUPTED HIS BROTHER MY OLD CLIMBING GLASSES YOU'RE PRESENT TO ME WHEN I WENT OUT YES SO REALLY YOU HELPED ME TO SAVE MY LIFE I TOLD THE OLD TURK THAT I WAS ALWAYS THINKING ABOUT YOU
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