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416 ACROSS ASIA MINOR ON FOOT<br />

Aleppo ; and now Mustapha and his horse went off<br />

to one of the lesser khaus.<br />

By the kindness of the British Consul my earliest<br />

wanderings in Aleppo were in the company of his<br />

kavass, who knew the city like a native. I could<br />

have had no better or more interesting guide than<br />

this man Hector. No one howsoever familiar with<br />

the peoples of the nearer East could have looked upon<br />

Hector and made a confident guess at his blood. His<br />

age might have been sixty. He was dark-skinned,<br />

tall, lean, angular, upright in carriage, precise and<br />

careful in manner. English might have been his<br />

native tongue, influenced perhaps by long residence<br />

in the East—so one guessed—but he spoke five or<br />

six other languages as well, not counting dialects. In<br />

his younger days he had accompanied various travellers<br />

of note in Persia and Kurdistan as interpreter,<br />

and now, full of information and experience, liked<br />

nothing better than to tell of his wanderings. In<br />

dark -blue uniform, with clanking sword, conscious<br />

of his dignity as a British kavass, he walked unswervingly<br />

before me through the crowded streets<br />

and bazaars of Aleppo, and left it to others to get<br />

out of the way. I saw him several times before<br />

leaving the city, and he told me enough of his history<br />

to make his picturesque figure and manner explicable.<br />

His name, he said, had come to him not as a Greek<br />

name but as a Scottish. On his mother's side he was<br />

Persian ; his father, a Scottish wanderer who had<br />

settled in Persia as a merchant nearly seventy years<br />

ago ; and it was this Highland ancestry, and the consciousness<br />

of it and pride in it, which made Hector<br />

all that he was.<br />

Aleppo is built in the shallow valley through which<br />

the Kowaik flows, but the impression given is of a<br />

city in a slight saucer-like depression, rising in the<br />

west to gentle green downs covered with grey stones.<br />

Gardens and orchards flourish beside the Kowaik, but<br />

this is no city of pleasant foliage,—not a vestige of<br />

forest exists within eighty miles,—but a great, compact,

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