For a brief space it made a dazzle in my eyes, preventing me from seeing anything, and then went out.
'There is something lying in the path!' Rashid was gibbering.
I got down off my horse and lit a second match, which I took care to shelter till the flame was strong.

A human arm lay in the path before us.
My horror was extreme, and grew uncanny when the match expired.

But the ghastly object had restored his courage to Rashid, who even laughed aloud as he exclaimed: 'The praise to Allah! It is nothing which can hurt us.

No doubt some murder has been here committed, all unknown.

The Lord have mercy on the owner of that arm! We will report the matter to some high official at our journey's end.' We turned our horses to the right and made a long detour, but scarcely had they found the path again when mine (which led the way) demurred once more.
'Another piece,' exclaimed Rashid excitedly.