It did not take more than a minute's violent shaking after he got down to bring the rope tumbling on our heads.
Then the next thing he did was to take a look at the prisoner.
Finding him not much the worse for wear, barring some bruises and a missing inch or two of skin, he ordered the bag pulled over his head again and gave the order for retreat.

Mahommed ben Hamza went scouting ahead.

The others picked up Abdul Ali as the construction gangs handle baulks of timber--horizontal--face- downward.

When he wriggled they cuffed him into good behaviour.
You have to get down into an Arab moat before you can realize what the Hebrews meant by their word Gehenna.

The smell of rotting carrion was only part of it.