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There is something flame-like and anti-constructive in the Arab, with his pastoral habits and contempt of forethought.

And here they kneel, candle in hand, on the wet flags of this foetid and malodorous cave, gazing in rapture upon the blandly beaming idol, their sensibilities tickled by resplendent priests reciting full-mouthed Latin phrases, while the organ overhead plays wheezy extracts from “La Forza del Destino” or the Waltz out of Boito’s “Mefistofele”... for sure, it must be a foretaste of Heaven!

Couldn’t finish it. near unreadable for me unfortunately, I just couldn’t take any more of his blather