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| Overland to India : vol.2 |
XXXV BETWEEN SAND AND KEVIR
night, I had seen my tent lighted up by the ruddy flames
of the watch fire
At three o'clock the rain became a light drizzle, but in
the evening one of the hardest northerly storms I have ever
experienced broke loose, and now the rain again dashed
against the tents driven by the furious blast. Every-
thing had to be secured and firmly tied to prevent its being
carried away, and nothing could be left about. I could do
nothing better than lie down and read by a candle protected
by a glass shade and a couple of boxes. The tent canvas
was thoroughly wet on the inside, and drops filtered through
its holes. A trench was digged around the tent to protect
me from intruding rivulets. Large quantities of water must
on such a day stream down from all sides to the Kevir.
And I thought again of the plight we should have been in
if we had delayed our departure a day or two from Turut.
We should have been completely cut off from our return
route, and even a circuitous march round the eastern
margin of the Kevir would have been quite problematic,
for we might be sure that the Kal-mura was much swollen.
How dull and dark it was when I went out at nine
o'clock to take the usual meteorological observations !
It had then rained incessantly for twelve hours, and the
gale whistled like an autumn storm, moaning and piping
through the bushes. The gleams from the men's large
camp fire lighted up the tents, the baggage, the camels and
their two watchmen, who sat cowering under their sackcloth
cloaks and dozed round the blaze. They slept in the open
in all weathers.
After two hours' interval early in the morning it began
to rain again at seven o'clock, and the sky was black with
clouds. But after an hour the weather cleared a little, and
the sky's shroud of clouds presented the most fantastic
relief in bluish-purple shades, with tufts, cushions, and
bolsters, pure white heaps and dark tunnels, but the sun
strove in vain to break through. We might have been
travelling in a country where the sun in winter remained
below the horizon, and yet we were in the land of the lion
and the sun.
As usual, I walked on ahead, looking for the best
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