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servants' quarters; to the right a footpath led to the house;
midway a fountain Sowed into a square pool filled with goldfish. Armed guards were prowling everywhere in the romantic
garden. They were armed with machine-guns and every other
variety of weapon. Grenades and handcuffs dangled from their
belts. I counted twenty-eight different species of armed goons.
I do not frighten easily, but I confess that the two hours I
spent in this idyllic patio were probably the most uncomfortable of my stay with the Arabs. I could not suppress my fears:
suppose someone walked in and recognized me as Carlson;
suppose they learned I wrote Under Cover; s W