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Updated: May 16, 2025
Who is this haggard wretch with still the vestiges of her wondrous beauty discernible in her perfectly moulded features? not La Belle Bibi! Oh, Fate Destiny how cruel are you who guided her straying feet through the mazes of life! Why could she not have died at her zenith when her portrait was painted? But still her gay humour was with her to the end.
He fancied his ring felt very tight and uncomfortable, but as it did not prick him he took no heed of this: until, re-entering his palace, his little pet dog, Bibi, jumped up upon him and was sharply told to get away. The creature, accustomed to nothing but caresses, tried to attract his attention by pulling at his garments, when Prince Cherry turned and gave it a severe kick.
"M'buzi!" grunted Kingozi, applying to the stranger the superlative of Swahili contempt. He did not know he spoke aloud; for it is not well for one white man to criticise another to a native. But Mali-ya-bwana replied. "Bibi," he corrected. Kingozi stared. "By Jove, you're right!" he exclaimed in English. "It is a woman!" He burst into an unexpected laugh.
I stated my wish to enter into the sect, from a religious feeling; and requested that I might be permitted. "Thou knowest not what thou askest, my son. Ours is a hard life, one of penitence, prostration, and prayer our food is but of herbs and the water of the spring; our rest is broken, and we know not where to lay our heads. Depart, yaha bibi, my friend, depart in peace."
Some gathering clouds at length warned the party to turn inn-ward again. "It is to be hoped the shower won't reach us, for your sake, ladies," said Robert Hazlehurst. "I hope not, for the sake of my bibi!" said Mrs. Creighton. "It is the prettiest little hat I have had these three years; it would be distressing to have it spoilt before it has lost its freshness."
"We're whipped," he told her, "and that settles it. Now there's other work for us than brooding over it. All the same, the South has a future, Bibi, and that means a future for you and me." "Not in the manufacture of poetry, I'm afraid," she laughed. "You dropped a stitch."
"She is rich. She is the daughter of a sultan. She is ill, but she will be well. She is sad, but she will be happy. We shall eat much meat at her wedding." The deep chorus rolled out to a banging of sticks on the sides of the balanced boxes. "Wah! This Bibi is rich! We shall eat much meat at her wedding!"
I've been thinking lately Could you bear to go North, Guy, and to live in a city, among strangers? Perhaps at headquarters there might be an opening for me that would let me settle down." "What! Cincinnati! Is there any such chance?" "You'd like it? Why on earth Are you so bored here?" "Oh, Bibi, have you never thought of it? In a city there'd be some chance of something I could do!" "You?
Is everybody dining at this hour?" "I dined early with Mrs. Cardross. Mrs. Carrick has taken Shiela and Cecile to that dinner dance at the O'Haras'. It's the last of the season. I thought you might be going later." "Are you?" "No; I'm rather tired." "I'm tired, too. Hang it! I'm always tired but only of Bibi. Quand même! Good night.... I'll probably reappear with the dicky-birds.
No matter how late or how early you were abroad, you would be sure to encounter Bibi, wide-awake, somewhere in the Boul' Miche, between the Luxembourg and the Rue des Ecoles. That was his beat. Perhaps one of the benches was his home. He lived in a state of approximate intoxication. I never drew near to him without getting a whiff of alcohol, yet I never saw him radically drunk.
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