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IN THE MYRTLE SCRUB 325<br />

We left this place the next morning in a soft rain,<br />

and at once entered a country that was almost England.<br />

There were rough hawthorn hedges with moist<br />

dead leaves and ground-iv}^ beneath them, primroses<br />

and violets in bloom, and the only un-English flower<br />

was cyclamen. Spring had begun on this southern<br />

slope of Taurus, and was six weeks ahead of the<br />

corresponding period in England.<br />

Descending quickly now towards the warm sea<br />

we passed through different belts of vegetation. In<br />

a couple of hours from the khan the rain had ceased,<br />

the air became very soft and mild, and in front and<br />

on either hand, far as eye could reach, extended a<br />

tumble of low rounded hills, cut sometimes by gorges,<br />

always sinking towards the sea. They were covered<br />

with smooth scrub, looking in the distance like green<br />

velvet—myrtle bushes eight or ten feet high, growing<br />

close and thick, with lemon-green and dark-green<br />

foliage on the same bush. Here was the myrtle scrub<br />

of the Mediterranean coast in which, during old wars,<br />

men had lurked and hidden. Greeks and Romans<br />

and Cilician pirates knew it well, no doubt, so also<br />

Crusaders and Arabs and all the rest of them : it was<br />

the natural covert of all men in arms in these parts<br />

when hiding was the immediate purpose, and it is so<br />

still. A friend had told me once that on being taken<br />

by appointment to see a brigand on the ^gean coast<br />

he found the party camped in myrtle scrub ; an<br />

Armenian speaking of the Cilician massacres had<br />

mentioned that some of his hunted people got away<br />

and took refuge in the same friendly growth.<br />

With these thoughts in mind I went into the<br />

myrtle bushes myself, and amidst the scent of their<br />

brushed leaves knew that I was in the setting of<br />

many adventures in war and violence. And while<br />

this fragrance surrounded me I seemed to understand<br />

better some of the underlying causes which produced<br />

whatever is characteristic in those Greeks who lived<br />

upon the fringe of southern and western Asia Minor<br />

and its islands. Blood, I thought, had really

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