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"Rejoice," cried the child, "I am your son!" A man had a boy and a girl. Their mother died and he took another wife. The little boy stayed at school until evening. The school-master asked them: "What do your sisters do?" One answered, "She makes bread." A second, "She goes to fetch water." A third, "She prepares the couscous."
There was a sheik who gave instruction to two talebs. One day they brought to one of them a dish of couscous with meat. The genius stole him and bore him away. When they had arrived down there he taught him. One day the child was crying. The King of the genii asked him, "Why do you cry?" "I am crying for my father and my mother. I don't want to stay here any longer."
"How can the sun be in the zenith, in the month of January, in lat. 39 degrees N.?" "Can't say, sir. I only know the sun is there; and at the rate he has been traveling, I would lay my cap to a dish of couscous that in less than three hours he will have set." Hector Servadac, mute and motionless, stood with folded arms. Presently he roused himself, and began to look about again.
To use his own phrase, he was as hungry as the whole population of three million Algerians, of whom he was the representative, and he must have enough to eat. The catastrophe which had overwhelmed the country had left a dozen eggs uninjured, and upon these, with a good dish of his famous couscous, he hoped that he and his master might have a sufficiently substantial meal.
After their prolonged immersion in the boiling water, the eggs were found to be only just sufficiently cooked; the couscous was very much in the same condition; and Ben Zoof came to the conclusion that in future he must be careful to commence his culinary operations an hour earlier.
They're singing to keep step." In shady nooks and corners and in the cool, wide doorways sat still other slaves: porters waiting for a stray job; grayheads, too old for burdens, plaiting baskets; or a fat mammy behind her pot of couscous. Three porters sat on little benches on the top step of a church porch. Leighton approached one of them. "Brother," he said, "give me your stool."
No zareba would be raised, for there would be many a long march before the caravan reached perilous country. Here a fire could be built, for there was no danger in showing smoke and raising a rose-red glow against the silver. The unveiled women, whom Stanton had diplomatically allowed to accompany their husbands, began to cook supper for the men; couscous and coffee and thin, ash-baked bread.
They killed an ox, placed it upon a hurdle, which they lifted up and put down with the aid of ninety-nine men. "Give us one of your men who can lift this hurdle." He who wore millstones hanging from his neck said, "I can lift it." When he had placed it on the ground, they served a couscous with this ox. The ogre said, "Eat all that we give you."
But you could not but be instantly conscious of the delicate perfume that pervaded the apartment, and, for the matter of that, the whole house. It was a combination of all the delightful Eastern smells not sandalwood only, nor teak, nor couscous, but all these odors and a hundred others blent in one.
In the house of the sheik, sitting among the hawk-nosed horsemen, they dipped their right hands into couscous flavored with cinnamon, ate honey cakes and nougat. In the doorways, beyond the range of the lamp, there was a soft clashing of bangles, a craning of veiled heads.
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