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368 ACROSS ASIA MINOR ON FOOT<br />

the floor with an iiihnitable gesture of skilful completion.<br />

If the instrument might have been better,<br />

nothing was wanting in expertness and strength and<br />

on the part of the operator.<br />

I think it was on the afternoon of our first day here<br />

that a crisis arose with regard to Ibrahim's cooking.<br />

The fellow did altogether too well ; he provided too<br />

many courses ; served them too promptly ;<br />

gave too<br />

much the idea that behind him was an elaborate<br />

kitchen and staff, and that he was not so much cook as<br />

the ultimate adept waiter. Speculating on the matter<br />

I got no further than the patent fact that our meals<br />

origfinated in the little room in which Ibrahim and<br />

Mustapha slept. In the midst of a discussion upon the<br />

Bagdad Railway I hinted my misgivings to the Consul.<br />

" I ask no questions," he replied. " I require that<br />

my platter and food shall be visibly clean—I wouldn't<br />

have beetles in clear soup—but beyond that standard<br />

I am ready to take risks. We are not in London.<br />

Considering where we are we are doing splendidly. I<br />

don't let my imagination dwell on the unseen mysteries<br />

of preparation. I say hang your suspicions."<br />

But this comfortable frame of mind was not mine,<br />

and when Ibrahim went into the town to make purchases<br />

I visited the servants' bedroom. Mustapha<br />

was stretched on the floor asleep, his head wrapped in<br />

a bashluk, his feet projecting well into that large part<br />

of the small room so clearly the kitchen. In a jumble<br />

of bread and meat and utensils and broken eggs and<br />

remains, was every sign of a cook in haste, concerned<br />

only to produce results, and adapting every article to<br />

his immediate purpose. There were matters, too, of<br />

which I do not write, but which decided me to eat<br />

nothing more prepared by Ibrahim.<br />

The Consul was reading aloud from the Book of<br />

Verse when I returned with news. I told him only<br />

part of what I had seen, for a little went a long way,<br />

and he wished to hear no more. But Ibrahim was<br />

relieved of his duties as cook, and the Consul might<br />

have been seen thereafter assisting in domestic work.

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