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0310 The Pulse of Asia : vol.1
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his caravan for the desert at Charklik, also known as Lop,
two days' journey southwest of the lake. The little town
of twelve hundred Chantos and Lopliks, reinforced by a
Chinese garrison, seemed quite a metropolis after our two
months in the almost uninhabited region to the west. Our
four busy days there were enlivened by a case of justice
which shows the respect paid to foreigners. Ibrahim and
several local men of influence came to my room excitedly
one day, bringing with them Handum Bai, our camel-man,
whose face was covered with blood, and a sullen merchant,
who had lately come to Charklik from Handum's home
in Keriya. It appeared that the merchant owed money to
Handum. He admitted the debt, but when the camel-man
insisted on his settling the matter, he refused to pay more
than a small part of what the other claimed. A hot dispute
ensued, and finally, so it was alleged, the merchant set on
Handum, and knocked him down in the bazaar. The camel-
man did not seem to object to having a black eye and a
bloody mouth. What troubled him was that he had been
assaulted in the sight of all the people. I proceeded to hold
a trial to determine how much money was really due, and
who began the fight. Angry Handum made a vigorous plain-
tiff, the sulky merchant an unpromising defendant, and the
most venerable of the local gray-beards a sapient jury. I
served as judge, and everybody played counsel. When the
witnesses were called to testify, every one began to shout
at once.
"Sh! Sh!" said the gray-beards. "Where do you think
you are? This is not the bazaar, but the house of greatness."
By dint of much persuasion, we induced the witnesses to