. By the waters of Carthage. had caughthold of him by the legs and brought him tumbhngto the ground in the middle of the gesticulating andthreatening Mohammedans. The next second Bachir hadhim securely by the heels, and Jack by the shoulders,and in this undignified manner John the Baptist wascarried out of the building. The last words I heard himexclaim were, He that believeth in me hath ever-lasting life . . and he that believeth not in me shallnot see life. I go to baptize in the river Jordan,and then Jacks coaxing voice, answering him, Thatsright, old chap, get on with your baptizing, there
. By the waters of Carthage. had caughthold of him by the legs and brought him tumbhngto the ground in the middle of the gesticulating andthreatening Mohammedans. The next second Bachir hadhim securely by the heels, and Jack by the shoulders,and in this undignified manner John the Baptist wascarried out of the building. The last words I heard himexclaim were, He that believeth in me hath ever-lasting life . . and he that believeth not in me shallnot see life. I go to baptize in the river Jordan,and then Jacks coaxing voice, answering him, Thatsright, old chap, get on with your baptizing, there arethousands of people waiting for you ; Ill show you theway to the river—its quite close to Carthage. It was surprising how quickly the hubbub in thecafe subsided, for the Arabs, seeing that both Jack andBachir were doing all in their power to control theEnglishmans behaviour, really took the whole thing verywell. In less than seven minutes they had all returnedto their pipes or sleep or silent contemplation. The saint. JOMB IN THE SOUK Ol- I III. sAI ( Chapter V p^ who lies buried in this popular cafe asked his friends tobury him in a cafe, so that he would never be forgotten. I turned to the petite Beige and said, I think we hadbetter wait outside until Bachir and Jack return. Butplease tell me, how did it all come about ? Your husbandis the last person in the world I could ever have imagineddomg such a thing ? Poor Jean, she said, he will die of shame, forthe one answer he always gives me when I tell him toask the way, or to ask for some explanation of thingswe do not understand, is, You can do it if youhke, / wont make a fool of myself We came tothe cafe. He wished to try the effect of hashish, for1 had told him what an Arab had told me in French—that it was very dangerous for those, who had nevertaken it, to do so. But you know he is like all yourcountrymen—so very, very positive; he said he wascertam ,t would not affect him, and that he meantto try It. Stra
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