There were none.
The Afghans had left meat cooking in bubbling pots, bread standing, half kneaded in earthen vessels, and even a bazaar still in place. Jack walked his horse around the camp, noting the range of foodstuffs on display, from dried fruits to flour.3
“This place could have come straight from the Thousand and One Nights,” Sarsens said.
Thousand and One Nights“It could,” Jack said. “We’re fighting a people with a culture and beliefs that have hardly altered in a thousand years. Only their weapons have developed.”
The other British regiments joined the Royals, with Highlanders, Sikhs and Gurkhas checking the tents and searching for lurking warriors. Jack saw a huge marquee that only Ayub Khan could have occupied. When he peered inside, he saw splendid carpets lying on the floo
