The secret of the Sahara : Kufara . A LUNCH IN KUFAUA THE CITIES OF KUFARA 209 as profound as the stillness of the desert. Words, evensmiles, would have been out of place during the littleceremony, while rose-water or mint was being measuredgravely by the sensitive fingers of our host. Beyond thecircle of light cast by a solitary candle in a high silversconce were only vague forms of cushions or huge chestslooming in remote corners. Within it was a dark, thin-faced young sheikh, all in white, from his silken kufiyato his flowing jerd and beside him our grave, reflectivehost, with a viv
The secret of the Sahara : Kufara . A LUNCH IN KUFAUA THE CITIES OF KUFARA 209 as profound as the stillness of the desert. Words, evensmiles, would have been out of place during the littleceremony, while rose-water or mint was being measuredgravely by the sensitive fingers of our host. Beyond thecircle of light cast by a solitary candle in a high silversconce were only vague forms of cushions or huge chestslooming in remote corners. Within it was a dark, thin-faced young sheikh, all in white, from his silken kufiyato his flowing jerd and beside him our grave, reflectivehost, with a vivid green shawl bordered in purpleframing his bronzed face and drooping over a longgreen jubba, which showed the richly embroidered sedairibeneath. A jewelled hand slowly poured drop afterdrop of essence into the amber glasses, while the scentedsmoke of a little brazier drifted gently across the heard Time pause to catch the shadows of thoughtsthat wavered between the light and the dark, so mysticwas the silence. Then su
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