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Joan Conquest
Joan Conquest was a British author known for writing popular novels in the early 20th century, often centered around exotic locations and romantic adventures. Her works, including "Desert Love" and "Treasures of the Sand," typically featured themes of love, betrayal, and intrigue set against vividly described desert landscapes. Conquest's writing resonated with readers of the time who were captivated by the allure of faraway places and passionate affairs. Despite her popularity during her lifetime, little is known about her personal life, and her work has largely faded from modern literary discussions.
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CHAPTER I Jill looked at the East! At her feet sat huddled groups of women, just bundles of black robes, some with discs about their necks, some with chains or golden crescents upon the forehead, all wearing the burko [yashmak or face veil] covering the entire face with the exception of the eyes, and held in position between the eyebrows by the quaint tube-shaped selva, fastening it to the tarhah, the...
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CHAPTER I "For in the days we know not of Did fate begin Weaving the web of days that wove Your doom." SWINBURNE. ". . . allahu akbar—la ilaha—illa 'llah!" Across the golden glory of the sky floated the insistent call of the muezzin just as Damaris, followed closely by Wellington, her bulldog, turned out of the narrow street into the Khan el-Khalili. Shrill and...
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CHAPTER I "To deliver thee from the strange woman!"—The Bible. "Who found the kitten?" "Me," quavered the childish voice. Lady Susan Hetth tchcked with her tongue against her rather prominent teeth at the lamentable lapse in grammar, and looked crossly at Leonie, who immediately lifted up the quavering voice and wept. Sobs too big for such a little girl shook the slender body,...
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