Haggi Qwaytin.—My guide during my last year in the desert. ([p. 199])
Sheykh Ibn ed Dris.—One of the Senussi Sheykhs in the Zawia in Farafra. ([p. 228]).
Left, Haggi Qwaytin. Right, Haggi Qway.—Qway was my guide during my first two years in the desert. ([p. 26]).
It was not until the train began to move, that he condescended to solve the problem. When he said that a man had a cowardly dog, he meant that he was so very hospitable that his dog got tired of barking at the innumerable guests who came to his house! As a literary language Arabic must be very hard to beat.
Near Nazali Genub, where I camped while buying my camels, I found an acquaintance whose job consisted in surveying and drawing the hieroglyphics on the tombs, where, to relapse into metaphor, in mere English:
“The long phantasmal line
Of Pharaohs crowned divine