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2o6 BY DESERT WAYS TO BAGHDAD<br />
All at once, at the back of the tent, a hand was<br />
raised and a bundle of fine brushwood came down on<br />
<strong>to</strong> the fire ; in sudden blaze it momentarily lit up the<br />
fifty-three dark faces, flared an instant, flickered, then<br />
as rapidly died away, and we only felt the gaze we<br />
had seen before. We silently watched the coffee-<br />
maker and our host, who, being nearest <strong>to</strong> the fire,<br />
were dimly visible in its remaining light; the attention<br />
of the one was concentrated on his pot; that of the<br />
<strong>other</strong>, in common with his companions, was on us.<br />
There was no call for speech, for we spoke in <strong>to</strong>ngues<br />
unintelligible <strong>to</strong> one an<strong>other</strong>, and the only sound<br />
which fitfully broke the ghostly silence was that lan<br />
guage unders<strong>to</strong>od <strong>by</strong> all nations alike, the wail of an<br />
infant in its m<strong>other</strong>'s arms.<br />
" Salaam Aleikum," we had been received with as<br />
the Shaykh s<strong>to</strong>od up <strong>to</strong> welcome us on our arrival,<br />
unexpected and uninvited, in the midst of his tribe.<br />
We had been guided <strong>to</strong> his tent <strong>by</strong> the long spear<br />
which s<strong>to</strong>od upright at the door, and when he had<br />
offered us that <strong>to</strong>ken of Arab goodwill—the cup of<br />
coffee—we knew that we were amongst friends. He<br />
waved us <strong>to</strong> our seats, and then, seating himself,<br />
pulled the child <strong>to</strong>wards him ; he patted his own chest,<br />
and then pointed <strong>to</strong> the lad with pride.<br />
"His youngest child," interpreted Ali, who accom<br />
panied us, and who unders<strong>to</strong>od a few words of Arabic.<br />
We nodded back our looks of appreciation, and,<br />
these preliminary acts of courtesy having established<br />
the requisite good feeling, all need for further converse<br />
seemed at an end, and a comfortable silence fell upon<br />
us all.<br />
ARAB HOSPITALITY 207<br />
The whole village had followed us in<strong>to</strong> their chiefs<br />
tent as a matter of course, and those for whom there<br />
was no room inside herded <strong>to</strong>gether at the door.<br />
The Eastern standard of ideas, which allows respect<br />
ful equality with one's superiors, was responsible for<br />
the <strong>to</strong>tal absence of ill-mannered jostling which would<br />
have characterised a civilised crowd under similar<br />
circumstances on the reception of strange foreigners.<br />
The coffee-maker reached out his hand without<br />
turning, and one amongst the crowd at his back<br />
handed him a massive iron spoon on <strong>to</strong> which was<br />
chained a copper ladle. The Shaykh's little son, obey<br />
ing a nod from his father, pulled a bag out of a dark<br />
recess behind him ; an<strong>other</strong> bundle of brushwood was<br />
thrown upon the fire and <strong>by</strong> the light of its sudden,<br />
almost startling blaze, the lad untied the bag and<br />
carefully counted out the allotted number of coffee-<br />
berries. The coffee-maker dropped them in<strong>to</strong> the<br />
spoon, for which he had raked out a hole in the ashes.<br />
The slight stir caused <strong>by</strong> these proceedings subsided,<br />
the blaze died away, and the attention of all was again<br />
riveted on us, save that only of the coffee-maker,<br />
who, sitting close up <strong>to</strong> the embers, now scraped the<br />
white ashes round the pot, now turned the roasting<br />
berries over with the ladle chained <strong>to</strong> the spoon.<br />
The Shaykh's hand s<strong>to</strong>le on <strong>to</strong> the little boy's head,<br />
and the boy, looking up, stroked the old man's beard.<br />
On we sat in the dark silence, learning from these<br />
true masters of Time how neither <strong>to</strong> waste it nor <strong>to</strong><br />
let it drag, but going step <strong>by</strong> step with it, <strong>to</strong> lay our<br />
selves open <strong>to</strong> receive all that it had <strong>to</strong> give.<br />
The silence was so prolonged and so intense that,