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Larnaca has no harbour; there is only an open
roadstead; and we dropped our anchor about half a
mile from shore. I was busy in the saloon over some
coffee, when voices and shouts outside proclaimed that
the islanders were already beginning to board us;
and when I passed presently into my cabin, which
like the saloon, on deck, there was a red fez
cap at the window, and a brown bearded face, courting
my attention with a plaintive, enquiring smile. I
lowered the glass, and a voice in delightful English
(by which I mean that it was just bad enough to be
pathetic) asked if I was the gentleman who was going
to land at Larnaca. I said that I was. 'Eight, sir,'
the voice replied. 'You show me your things. I
have good boat here; I put you ashore directly
take you to custom house; if you want it, get you
a carriage. Yes, sir, I manage yes, sir.' The man's
manner had something very taking in it, and so had
his whole appearance when I saw him at full length
outside. His dress, except for his Oriental head-gear,
might very well have belonged to a British sailor a
loose pea-jacket and trousers of blue serge but his
face, handsome in feature and dark in colour, had
the curious expression only to be found in the East,
an expression of appeal and devotion like that of a
faithful dog. He was as good as his word. He very
soon had me in a boat, manned by a negro and two
brigand-like Greeks. As I sat by him in the stern he told me he was an Arab from Syria, but that he knew
Cyprus thoroughly from end to end. I told him I
wished to go to the house of the Chief Secretary, and
was charmed when he answered promptly, 'Eight,
sir ; I know the gentleman.'
After heavily mounting and falling for some time
on the swell we arrived at last at a short wooden
jetty, with a small steam crane pertly peering over
its side, and a square building facing it like a new
village school in England. The British flag flying
over this last told me that it was the custom house.
Experience presently told me the same thing, for all my
luggage was instantly carried off to it and deposited
in a verandah, before a door which proved to be
locked. The officials, it seemed, were, all of them away
at breakfast, and my Arab protector suggested that I
should follow their example.
' If you like,' he said,
' I take you to the hotel. While you eat I go order
the carriage good carriage, sir ; three horses and
I arrange with these fellows for the price of him.
Come, sir, come this way.'
I assented and went with him. In something
like thirty seconds I had passed out of sight of the
steam crane and the custom house into a world
whose suggestions were utterly strange and different.
I was moving rapidly along an ill-paved species of
esplanade between the sea and a succession of houses
perforated with pointed arches. Some of these seemed
to my hasty glance in passing to give access to nothing
but caves of darkness ; others revealed glimpses of primitive shops, like fragments of mediaeval Italy ;
and above, protruded on quaint supports over the
road, were sleepy Oriental windows, blinded with
wooden lattice-work.
Presently my guide plunged into one of the
arched interiors, which seemed a sort of cross
between a grocer's shop and a drinking-bar ; and
having spoken a word or two to a woman hidden in
the background, he led me out into a wide, echoing
passage and up a flight of bare stone stairs at the end of
it. These brought us to a stone-paved, capacious landing,
in the middle of which stood a table, with a white
cloth and some plates on it. Here my guide begged
me to sit down and wait, and engaged, as he hurried
off, that some breakfast should at once be sent to
me. It came duly, brought by a sallow Greek ; and
whilst I was finishing it my guide again showed
himself; and coming up to me with an air of engaging
apology, put into my hand a packet of dirty
letters. After a moment's puzzled inspection I
realised what these were. They were testimonials
to liis character, from stewards of yachts and from
men-of-war's officers, for whom, I gathered, he had
often acted as interpreter. He also told me a fact
which gave me more interest in him that he had,
at one time of his life, been servant to Colonel
Valentine liaker. I asked him his name. He answered
in a word of two syllables, which I mentally
spelt S, k, 6, t, i, with a circumflex accent written
over the 6. I was, therefore, amused when a moment later he said,
' Once, sir, I been at Glasgow.That why they call me Scotty. Abdullah Scotty,
that my name, sir. This coat, these trousers, I get
him both in Glasgow. I think, sir,' he added, ' if
we go now, they ready by this time at the custom
house.'
This proved to be true. A dapper Maltese, in a
check shooting-coat, did what was necessary in the
way of inspecting my luggage ; and whilst waiting
for the carriage, which Scotty told me he had
ordered, I wandered about in an open space close
by and tried to realise my first impressions of the island.
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