The land, here and to the eastward, might all arise against us.

The tribes might come against us like the _rakham_, the carrion-vultures.

No, we must kill and kill, so that no man remaineth here--none save old Abd el Rahman, if Allah deliver him into our hands!" "That is your firm command, Master ?" "My firm command!" "To hear the Master is to obey.

But first, grant me time for my _isha_, my evening prayer!" "It is granted.

And, Rrisa, _there_ is the _kiblah_, the direction of Mecca!" The Master pointed exactly east.