The next movement is so quick that everybody freezes in shock, even Teuns, who is still trying to devise a plan. Saoed jumps away like a deer, away from the Arabs, dives, crouches, and swings like a rugby centre, bumping a guy here and there. He flies away, jumping and meandering towards their horses standing underneath a palm tree on the other side of the water. He cuts the halter strap of Teuns’ horse with his curved sabre, because the horse is the nearest to him, and then it looks as if he is floating on the horse, his cloak flying in the breeze. It happens so fast that it seems like one movement from start to finish. Joy wells up in his heart when Teuns sees Saoed starting to run, with a couple of Arabs in pursuit. Teuns suddenly moves in a flash as he sees the Arab officer jumping for
