you a boil soup to warm you up.”

    “I don’t like lentil soup,” I said at first. I didn’t like tress of t  sed to be alone er her.

    “tell Black t it’s all because of S,” s niged all nigrembled  until morning. My ced!  kind of mot from o come back, told me t Our Sultan’s torturers alk and t h.”

    “asn’t Black her was being killed?”

    “Estiful black eyes wide, “I beg of you, help me.”

    “tell me and and help.”

    “Do you turned?” sears. “Black urned, I believed him.”

    But I could tell from  sell. “I o infer from t s did S s hasan because she had married Black?

    tered carrying fresible.  sigell from  after te Effendi, t be sold, couldn’t be dismissed— of fresood trutter as S be t finding a o find a fat of intentions, to love any good husband.

    “You’re seeking  ,” I said unto be making decisions h your mind.”

    “I’m prepared to go back to Black immediately  I ain conditions!” S. “ treat S and Or inquire about my reasons for coming  abide by our original conditions of marriage— I’m talking about.  me all alone to fend for myself last nig murderers, thieves and hasan.”

    “ yet found your fat old me to tell you he has.”

    “So him?”

    Before I could anse, said, “tell Black Effendi I can’t take ty of er-in-la my son being present.”

    “ softly.

    “iquette,  son is on nesses.”

    “e the soup Shekure had offered me.

    “ to gaters and otoms Office,”  yet dull men er erday, tain to be on treets tonight.”