For 20 years His Eminence, the Grand Senussi, Seyyid Mohamed Idris, had eaten the bitter bread of exile in a cozy villa on the Nile. But never did the spiritual and temporal leader of three million warlike, puritanical Senussi tribesmen give up hope of returning to his native desert. Never did he falter in hatred of the Italians who had cruelly dispersed his people and turned their holy city of Girabub into a fort. Over cups of China tea flavored with mint (Senussi Moslems may not touch alcohol or coffee), His Eminence entertained...
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