“Salla-’llahu ’aleyhi wasellem!”
“That you won’t lay a hand upon any living soul, or allow any of your followers to do so, who has touched the slipper or had anything to do with it, but that you will go in peace.”
“You are doomed to die!”
“You don’t agree, then?”
“Those who have offended must suffer the penalty!”
“Right!” said Dexter—and prepared to toss the slipper into the heart of the fire!
“Stop! Infidel! Stop!”
There was real agony in Hassan’s voice. To my inexpressible surprise he dropped upon his knee, extending his lean brown hands toward the slipper.
Dexter hesitated. “You agree, then?”
Hassan raised his eyes to the ceiling.