Jimgrim and Allah's Peace by Talbot Mundy
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the Near East than any ten men of any other nationality.]
"Then I think I'll go to El-Kerak." Again his eyes grew speculative. I could not tell whether he was considering me or some problem of his own. "Speaking unofficially," he said, "there are two possibilities. You might go without permission--easy enough, provided you don't talk beforehand. In that case, you'd get there and back; after which, the Administration would label and index you. The remainder of your stay in Palestine would be about as exciting as pushing a perambulator in Prospect Park, Brooklyn. You'd be canned." "I'd rather be killed. What's the alternative?" "Get permission. I shall be at El-Kerak myself within the next few days. I think it can be arranged." "D'you mean I can go with you?" I asked, as eager as a schoolboy for the circus. "Not on your life! I don't go as an American." Recalling the first time I had seen him, I sat still and tried to look like a person who was not thrilled in the least by seeing secrets from the inside. "Well," I said, "I'm in your hands." |
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