Carry On! A Story of the Fight for BagdadStrang, Herbert
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Carry On! A Story of the Fight for Bagdad
Strang, Herbert
World War, 1914-1918 -- Campaigns -- Iraq -- Juvenile fiction
When he was gone, the barber turned to the young Arab.
"Your father's son must always be welcome," he said, "but what of
prudence? Is it not a necessary virtue? The Turk is stupid, Allah
knows: witness the ass-head I have just anointed; but a watch is set
upon all the approaches to the city, and you may tempt fortune too far.
The house of Ionides was but lately occupied by a picket----"
The young Arab started.
"How did you know?" he asked.
"Peace, peace!" replied the barber, with a significant gesture. "The
walls have ears; the dust carries tidings. Is it not my business to
know?"
It was barely two hours since Burnet, slipping through the garden of a
deserted house on the bank of the Tigris south of the city, found
refuge in the building itself and watched for an opportunity, when, as
he thought, no observer was near, to make an unobtrusive entrance into
the streets. He knew of old how perfect was the barber's knowledge of
what went on in Bagdad, and indeed throughout Mesopotamia; but this new
illustration, this proof that his temporary shelter in the deserted
house of the Greek merchant Ionides was already known to Firouz Ali,
came upon him with something of a shock.
Roger Burnet, as some may remember, was the son of a Cambridge scholar
who had devoted the latter years of his life to archæological research
in Mesopotamia. There Roger had spent the greater part of his boyhood,
learning to speak Arabic almost as well as a native. Just before the
outbreak of war he had been recalled from school in England by a
peremptory telegram from his father, whom he found very ill. Mr.
Burnet lingered for more than eighteen months in the hill village of an
Arab chief, and it was not until June 1916 that Roger, after his
father's death, was able to set off with the intention of joining the
British army. Disguised as an Arab, he had travelled to Bagdad with a
party of the chief's men, and taken counsel with Firouz Ali, an old
friend of his father, a man of quick wit, and an important member of an
organisation that was working for the release of the Arabs from the
Turkish yoke.
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