Sax Rohmer,
Tales of Secret Egypt — Omar of Ispahan
(1919)
“ My surprise increased. “You alarm me,” I said. “Are there rogues in our midst?”“No,” answered the imám, fixing his melancholy gaze upon my face; “so far as my knowledge bears me, there is but one, yet that one is worse than a host of others.”“Do you mean that he is here—in the hotel?”Abû Tabâh shrugged his slim shoulders.“If I knew his exact whereabouts,” he replied, “there would be no occasion to fear him. All that I know is that he is in Cairo; and since many richly attired women of Europe and America will be here to-morrow night, of a surety Omar Ali Khân will be here also!” ”
