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310 ACROSS ASIA MINOR ON FOOT<br />

went to the village, unearthed the personators, and<br />

compelled them to make restitution and add a twofold<br />

portion from the stolen goods of other less fortunate<br />

merchants. And then, as ignominious punishment<br />

for the false use of honourable names, a beating<br />

was administered.<br />

But after a time the band flew too high. Their<br />

importance was so great by now, that on one occasion<br />

when a French Consul travelled from the coast to<br />

Damascus, under Turkish escort, the Turkish authorities<br />

deemed it wise to obtain from the band a safeconduct<br />

for the party. Unfortunately, however, the<br />

brigands mistook this party for another, and seized<br />

and robbed the Consul after killing a zcq^tieh or two.<br />

Having discovered their error, they made amends and<br />

handsome apologies to the Consul, gave him a feast,<br />

brought him on his way, and thought the matter well<br />

ended. But his Government took the affair up with<br />

the Porte and demanded satisfaction and punishment,<br />

and pressed the demand with such insistence and<br />

vigour that the brigands fell on evil days. They had<br />

to disperse and go out of business, but even so were<br />

hunted under pressure by the French Government<br />

nor did they find any satisfactory solution of their<br />

difficulties until, one after the other, the leaders were<br />

reported to have been shot when fleeing<br />

from justice.<br />

But they probably kept whole skins, for at Kaisariyeh<br />

I met a Canadian missionary who knew Black Ibrahim<br />

well, and had seen him within the year somewhere in<br />

that district, now broken in fortune, but still the<br />

lordly swaggering Kurd of better days.<br />

After Ighsan had disclosed his intimacy with these<br />

brigands he was satisfied. He soon dropped the<br />

grand manner and returned to the easier style in<br />

which I had hitherto known him. But he had to<br />

have another word. Looking at the floor, which by<br />

this time was thoroughly dry, he said with a halfpleasant,<br />

half-quarrelsome laugh<br />

" Where is the mud now ? " That point made, we

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