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Their visit, they added, was occasioned by the curiosity of Ali's wife Fatima, who had heard so much about Christians that she was very anxious to see one: as soon as her curiosity should be satisfied, they had no doubt, they said, that Ali would give me a handsome present, and send a person to conduct me to Bambarra.

And his old connection with Mr Williams and the English firm at Cairo stood him in good stead; so that he reached Cairo, and embarked for England with Fatima and her patient sooner than he had expected.

They're snoring and scrambling in and out of that spout all night. "It was quite true, Ida, as we found, when Fatima was at last persuaded to visit the corner where the rooms had been pulled down, and where, decorated with ivy, the old spout formed a home for the snoring owls.

Speak of Fatima, Philibert my blue-eyed Fatima!" "I say she is well," answered his comrade gloomily. "Is she dead? Is she ill? Hath she the measles? Nay, hath she had the small-pox, and lost her beauty? Speak; speak, boy!" cried the knight, wrought to agony. "Her cheek is as red as her mother's, though the old Countess paints hers every day.

She said she knew you always really liked cats, only you would never own up to it. We clinched the dicker then and there. I passed her over your hundred and ten dollars she took the money without turning a hair and now you are the joint owners of Fatima. Good luck to your bargain!" "Mean old thing," sniffed Ismay.

He had heard talk of the holy woman Fatima, and how she pretended to cure the headache.

The bells at midnight began to ring as usual, the doors clapped, jingle jingle down came a suit of armor in the hall, and a voice came and cried, "Fatima! Fatima! Fatima! look, look, look; the tomb, the tomb, the tomb!" She looked.

She meant Aunt Cynthia, and, remembering our shabby furs, I didn't disagree with her. "But there is no Fatima," I said, dubiously. "How shall we account for her when Aunt Cynthia comes home?" "Well, your aunt isn't coming home for a month yet. When she comes you will have to tell her that the cat is lost but you needn't say WHEN it happened.

Fenton had spared no pains either in procuring what he wanted, or in arranging the gallery. The Fatima hung in a position of honor opposite the main entrance. The selection of so prominent a place for his own work offended Fenton's taste, and annoyed him with an uncomfortable sense of how strongly the picture was in evidence.

The pious Fatima opening her eyes, was much surprised to see a man with a dagger at her breast ready to stab her, and who said to her, "If you cry out, or make the least noise, I will kill you; but get up, and do as I shall direct you." Fatima, who had lain down in her habit, got up, trembling with fear.