The men cannot believe what they are hearing. They hear the clear order Hoessein is giving his henchmen. “Let the Legion men out. Cut the ropes. Let the Legion men out!” The men can feel the fumbling with the ropes of the bundles, where they have been tied in on the camel’s backs.
They realize that they are not being cut loose because Abdul Hoessein has suddenly changed his mind and dropped his cruel intentions. But still, not one of them knows what is happening.
One after the other, the men are freed from the bundles, their hands and legs cut loose, and the gags removed. They stagger drunkenly and stiffly over the sand and blink their eyes against the sudden bright light of the sun.
“I am not sure whether I am standing on my head or my feet,” Fritz Mundt moans and shakes his huge head.
