In Yenbo bay the royal Egyptian yacht Mahroussa lay elegantly at anchor. From her graceful cutaway stern the royal Egyptian standard flapped idly in a Red Sea breeze. The rocky hills echoed with right royal salvos fired in salutation between ship and shore. Smart young King Farouk of Egypt had come to call on wise old King Ibn Saud of Saudi Arabia.
Onto the Mahroussa's immaculate deck stalked the eldest of Ibn Saud's 40 sons, a dozen of his dignitaries. King Farouk inclined his plump person in a cordial bow. Then they all went...
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