He was probably trying to see my outline against the dark wall in order to take aim.

"You, a foreigner, interfering in the politics of this land?
But for you there would have been an explosion today that would have liberated all the Moslem world.

But for that lie about a broken leg you would have died a little after ten o'clock this morning--hee-hee--instead of now! Don't move, Major Jimgrim! You and I will have a duel presently.

There is lots of time.

The Sikhs lost track of me." I did move.