under our very eyes. I remained in the gathering for a while, then rose and went inside. I ordered my slave-girl to bring out my horse—which was tethered behind a small rise—and hold it ready for me. Taking my spear, I slipped out through the back of the house, dragging its tip along the ground and keeping the shaft low (1). When I reached my horse, I mounted it and urged it on (2) until I drew close to them. My horse stumbled and threw me, so I got up, reached into my quiver, drew out the divining arrows and cast them, asking: “Shall I harm them or not?” The arrow I disliked appeared. I remounted, defying the arrows, and my horse carried me forward. When I could hear the Messenger of Allah ﷺ reciting—he never turned around, whereas Abū Bakr kept looking back—my horse’s forelegs sank into the earth (3) up to the knees and I fell off again. I stood, prodded her, and she rose, but could barely free her legs. Once she was upright, the marks of her forelegs sent up a cloud of dust into the sky like smoke (4). I consulted the arrows again, and the result I disliked came out once more. So I called to them, offering them safety, and they halted. I remounted and rode up to them. After what had just happened to hold me back from them, it dawned on me that the cause of the Messenger of Allah ﷺ would triumph.
I said to him, “Your people have placed blood-money on your head.” I informed them of the schemes being plotted against them and offered them provisions and supplies, but they took nothing from me and only said (5): “Keep our whereabouts concealed.” I asked him to write me a guarantee of safety, so he ordered ʿĀmir ibn Fuhayrah to write one on a strip of tanned leather. The Messenger of Allah ﷺ then went on his way.
[Muhammad ibn Isḥāq (6) also relates—through al-Zuhrī, from ʿAbd al-Raḥmān ibn Mālik ibn Juʿshum, from his father, from his uncle Suraqah—the same story, but adds that Suraqah cast the divining arrows as soon as he left his house; the arrow he disliked, “Do not harm,” came up. He further reports that Suraqah’s horse stumbled four times, and that each time he drew the arrows the same unfavorable result appeared, until he called out granting them safety. He then asked that a document be written for him as a token between him and the Messenger of Allah ﷺ. He says: “He wrote me a document on a bone—or on a piece of parchment, or a strip of cloth—and later I brought it to the Messenger of Allah ﷺ at al-Jiʿirrānah (7) on his return from Ṭāʾif. He said to me:
‘Today is a day of loyalty and faithfulness; come near.’
So I drew close to him and embraced Islam.”]