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"The Woman Tempted Me"
"Right? Yes!" Merritt snorted. He gained the level, shouting for Ibraheem. The three seated themselves in solemn tribunal, out of earshot of the camp. Ibraheem came, serenely innocent. Merritt questioned, in the vernacular.
"You stood watch, Ibraheem, after we left the tomb?" His tones were honeysweet.
"Ow yaas, saar." Ibraheem's voice was bland. Also he persisted in his English.
"For how long?"
"Ontil ne supper. My bellee he cry for goat-stew and cakes. Saars, he roar. So I went. Say I to me, eat a leetle bite and come back queek. Be not gone not long. I go; I am back queek. Not er minnut am I gone."
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