Harold Lamb,
The Making of the Morning Star…
(1924)
“ Abdullah was silent a moment. “The path is one of peril,” he went on. “If you live to reach Khar you will never come back—to this. Whosoever ventures to Khar abides there. But this I can promise you; before the Summer is past you will behold a mighty warring of peoples, and a treasure uncovered. Of this you shall claim a share that will suffice to build a castle like yonder hold and fill it with a thousand slaves and as many steeds——” Robert smote the stallion's saddle softly with his fist. ”
