hadji

Hadji roared at them, loading his revolver all the time, calling them "sons of burnt fathers," and other choice names.

He rolled to his gun, still miraculously alive, and took aim at the nearest Hadji.

Time sped on, sympathy was growing tired of expending itself on Hadji Ahmet, and his crusts of bread were few and far between.

Hadji Hussein is quiet in manner and speech, and though he has seven muleteers, yells and shouts are unknown.

Hadji buried his money, of which he had a large sum, and lay down upon it.