ABSTRACT
When I left the Consul's house, it was already very late; the barbarin was waiting for me at the door; Abdullah had sent him, thinking it his right to go to 76bed himself. There was nothing I could say: when one has so many servants, it is natural enough for them to share the work among them. Besides, Abdullah would not have allowed himself to be placed in the same category as the rest. In his own eyes, a dragoman is an educated man, a philologist who consents to put his knowledge at the service of the traveller; he is kind enough to fill the part of cicerone; if necessary, he will not even reject the attributes of Lord Pandarus of Troy, but beyond that he will not go. You have enough for your twenty piastres a day.
