He lay with an arm thrown over his head, resting softly, a moisture on his forehead as on that of a sleeping child.
"Saadat! Saadat!" said Mahommed softly to the sleeping figure, scarcely above his breath, and then with his eyes upon the curtained room opposite, began to whisper words from the Koran: "In the name of Allah, the Compassionate, the Merciful--".