At sunrise the Captain was roused from this tiring sleep
by the strident weird sing-song of the Mullah sending forth from a
minaret of the palace his call to the faithful to prayer, prayer for
the dead Chief. And when the voice had ceased its muezzin:
"Allah Akbar, Allah Akbar;
Confess that there is no God but God;
Confess that Mohammad is the prophet of God;
Come to Prayer, Come to Prayer,
For Prayer is better than Sleep."
the big drums sent forth a thundering reverberation. He could hear the
voices of the two women within, and called, "Bootea, Bootea!"
The Galub came shyly from the tent saying, "Salaam, Sahib." Then she
stood with her eyes drooped waiting for him to speak.
"It is this, Bootea," Barlow said, "do not go away until I am ready to
depart, then I will take you where you wish to go."
"If it is permitted, Sahib, I will wait," she answered as simply as a
child.
Barlow put a finger under her chin, and lifting her face smiled like a
great boy, saying: "Gulab, you are wonderfully sweet."
Then Barlow went to the _serai_, looked after his horse, had his
breakfast, and passed back into the town.
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