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248 CAIRO TO DAMASCUS come alarmingly widespread. It was apparent that neither side would wait for the Mandate to end officially at midnight, and that the battle for Jerusalem would begin immediately. Suddenly I began cursing myself. What a fool I had been for taking my suitcase to the Armenian compound! I should have taken it instead to the American Consulate, It would be far safer there than in the Old City, which was certain to become a center of fighting in a matter of moments. Even though the Vank would withstand shelling, I might not be able to get to my suitcase for heaven knew how long. Could I, at this stage, cross from the Jewish to the Arab side? If, by way of the back streets, I reached the monastery safely, would I have time to return? The scramble for the seizure of strategic buildings was on. The few blocks that separated the Jewish- and Arab-held areas were about to be converted into a bomb-wrecked no-man's land. Literally there wasn't a second to lose, for once the two sides were locked in house-to-house combat, not only would it be impossible to cross in either direction, but even if—through a sheer miracle —I succeeded, I'd have been nailed as a spy. I raced for the Old City. Shops and stores were boarded everywhere, the corrugated metal covers drawn and locked. The streets were utterly deserted. I ran through back alleys where the fighting hadn't yet reached and at last plunged through Jaffa Gate, one of seven entrances to the Old City. I fought my way in against the current of shouting Arab soldiers streaming out to fight the Haganah. I arrived breathless before the monastery. Armenian lads in Boy Scout shorts and trench helmets halted me. They insisted on reporting me to the Patriarch before letting me in. I argued that Jaffa Gate might be closed any minute for civilians and I would never get out. Orders were orders! ... I was ushered into the Patriarch's presence once more. As he rose to greet me, I bent down and kissed his ring hurriedly and, I thought, quite irreverently. He was calm. "You are welcome to live with us," he said. "We have