It was about a minute before I could get a word in edgeways.

Then: "Jimgrim says," said I.
"Jimgrim! Is he here ?" "He surely is." "How do you know ?" "We have a sign.

Jimgrim says, 'Be quiet, and drink no strong drink.'" He leaned across to Mahommed ben Hamza, doubting his ears and my Arabic.

I repeated the message, and ben Hamza translated.
"I don't believe Jimgrim is here!" said Anazeh.

"I would know him among a million." "It is true," said ben Hamza, grinning from ear to ear, "for I myself know where he sits!" "Where then ?" Anazeh demanded excitedly.
"Don't you dare!" said I, and ben Hamza grinned again.
"He is my friend.