Chapter

 1   III|         full of consternation, I cry to thee and to the Prophet, '
 2    IV|   wayfarer uttered a[Pg 75] loud cry, and pitching his long hat
 3     V|          horse's bridle began to cry with all his might:~ ~"Trample
 4   VII|  mud-walls! And let not a single cry be heard in your streets,
 5  VIII|           Why, their blood would cry to Heaven against me. Go
 6     X|          of Halil Patrona!" they cry, and Rumour quickly flies
 7     X|         and before them went the cry that the woman whom the
 8    XI|     gradually quite dark and the cry of the muezzin resounded
 9    XI|        you hear the brazen voice cry: 'Ye who saw destruction
10    XI|         there is no Allah!'"~ ~A cry of horror arose from the
11   XII| listening to?~ ~It is the feeble cry of a child, a little baby
12   XII|       sealed.~ ~Suddenly a great cry of woe arose from one end