I was surrounded at the time by about a dozen of the enemy, whose clubs rattled upon me without mercy, and the strokes of my sabre were rendered uncertain by the energetic pushes of an attendant who thus hoped to save me.
One death to a man is a serious thing: a dozen neutralize one another.
Wherever we halted we were surrounded by wandering troops of Bedouins.
Travellers, like poets, are mostly an angry race: by falling into a daily fit of passion, I proved to the governor and his son, who were profuse in their attentions, that I was in earnest.
Support a compatriot against a native, however the former may blunder or plunder.
Between 2 and 3 in the morning of the 19th inst. I was aroused by the cry that the enemy was upon us.
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