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some more, and then, with a gleam of desperate hope, makes an offer. "I can show you where your true enemies are." This earns him a few seconds. The Prophet inclines his head. Khalid pulls the kneeling Salman's head back by the hair: "What enemies?" And Salman says a name. Mahound sinks deep into his cushions as memory returns.
"Baal," he says, and repeats, twice: "Baal, Baal."
Much to Khalid's disappointment, Salman the Persian is not sentenced to death. Bilal intercedes for him, and the Prophet, his mind elsewhere, concedes: yes, yes, let the wretched fellow live. O generosity of Submission! Hind has been spared; and Salman; and in all of Jahilia not a door has been smashed down, not an old foe dragged out to have his gizzard slit like a chicken's in the dust. This is Mahound's answer to the second question: _What happens when you win?_ But one name haunts Mahound, leaps around him, young, sharp,