THE RED RUGS OF TARSUS
just this way. The "beaters" did not remem- ber that their job was to beat not to steal shots they were paid to let slip.
It began to rain. But we did n't care. It was a slanting rain and fortunately dashed against the back of the carriage. We had rugs and coats: so the rain was an addition to the fun. We were careful to protect our drift- wood, of which we had gathered enough to make two or three glorious fires. That even- ing we burned the driftwood, only to be disap- pointed. Of wonderful colors we got not one flicker. Is this another superstition dis- proved?
When Herbert writes the letter about Tarsus that he has long been talking about, but never gets down to, he will probably say much about the bazaars. But I am now going to anticipate him. Why not? I have only the typewriter to console me for having to give up my horse. Anyway, we may get away from here and into other things before Herbert tackles Tarsus. I [69]
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