human
O rejected ones, and sons of the rejected! the Arab howled.
gpt
O hogs and brothers of hogs! He fell to gnawing his own hand, as Arabs will in an excess of passion. Once more he screamed:
human
O Allah, deny not their skin and bones to the eternal flame! O owls, oxen, beggars, cut-off ones! Oh, give them the burning oil, Allah! The cold faces! Oh, wither their hands! Make them _kusah_! (beardless). Oh, these swine with black livers, gray eyes, beards of red. Vilest that ever hammered tent-pegs, goats of El Akhfash! O Beni Harb![1]
gpt
H, becomes
human
Sons of Flight, or Cowardice.
gpt
No more of that, Rrisa! he commanded, fiercely.
human
These be old woman's ways, these screamings! Silence, _Bismillah_!