That was easy enough; Ahmed and the bodyguard withdrew about ten paces, and he and I stepped into a doorway.
"I am Mahommed ben Hamza," he said, with his head on one side, as if that explanation ought to make everything clear to me at once.
"From Hebron," he added, when I did not seem to see the light.
The wiser one looks, and the less one says, in Arab lands, the less trouble there's likely to be.

I tried to look extremely wise, and said nothing.
"Where is Jimgrim ?" he demanded.
"If you can tell me that I'll give you ten piastres," I answered.
"I will give you fifty if you tell me!" "Why do you want to know ?" "He is my friend.

He said I should see him here.

But I have not seen him.

He said also I should see you.