… After the usual delays Doughty, Eyad and another young soldier, Merjan, rode out of Kheybar and back towards the volcanic hills of the Harra, with Mohammed making his final goodbyes. ‘Now God be with thee, my father Mohammed, and requite thee.’ – ‘God speed thee, Khalil,’ and he took my hand. Amm Mohammed went back to his own, we passed further; and the world, and death, and the inhumanity of religions parted us for ever! …