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"I suppose you're aware that the patient has already lived and worked in Egypt for many months at a time. He has land in the Fayyūm, and has been cultivating it himself. He's no novice in Egypt, no untried tourist. He's soaked in the sun without hurt by the month together." "As much as that?" said Hartley.
He embarked upon a clear and technical explanation, but when he had said a very few words, she stopped him. "Please don't! You are spoiling my whole impression. I oughtn't to have asked." "Baroudi is a very practical man," said Nigel. "I only wish I had him as my overseer in the Fayyūm." "If I can ever give you advice I shall be very glad," said Baroudi.
Isaacson had not meant to speak the words, but they escaped from his lips. No passing light in her eyes betrayed that she had caught the reflection of the thought that lay behind them. "Men! Men!" his mind was saying. "And even Armine!" "You are afraid for the Fayyūm?" she said. "Oh, Mrs. Chepstow!" he began, with a sudden vehemence that suggested the unchaining of a nature. Then he stopped.
The lake-province of the Fayyûm, which attained such prominence in the days of the XIIth Dynasty, seems to have had little or no history during the whole period of the New Empire, but in Ptolemaic times it revived and again became one of the richest and most important provinces of Egypt.
Armine had come to her two days before holding an open letter from Nigel, and had announced to her his decision that a lady's maid in the Fayyūm would be an impossibility, and that Marie would have to be left behind, for the time, at Luxor. And then had followed a little scene admirably played by the two women; Mrs.
"I have orange-gardens there." "I wonder you can manage to look after it all sugar, cotton, quarries, house property, works, factories. Phew! It almost makes one's head spin. And you see into everything yourself!" "Where the master's eye does not look, the servant's is turned away. Do you not find it so in the Fayyūm?" "I shall know in two or three days." Nigel suddenly looked round at his wife.
"When I've settled you in, I must run off to the Fayyûm to see how the work is going, and rig up something for you. I want to take you there soon, but it's really in the wilds, and I didn't like to straight away. Besides I was afraid you might be dull and unhappy without any of your comforts. And I do want you to be happy." There was an anxiety that was almost wistful in his voice.
She began to attend to his conversation with Baroudi, but she still looked out to the Nile, and did not change her position. They were really talking about agriculture, and apparently with enthusiasm. Nigel was giving details of his efforts in the Fayyūm. Now they discussed sand-ploughs. It seemed an unpromising subject, but they fell upon it with ardour, and found it strangely fruitful.
She was conscious of a sensation of relief that was yet mingled with a faint feeling of dread. "Why why should Hamza come with us?" she asked. "To be your donkey-boy. Hamza he very good donkey-boy." "I don't know I am not sure whether I shall want Hamza in the Fayyūm." Ibrahim looked at her with a smiling face.
Prompted by him, Hassan played upon Ibrahim's indignation at having been supplanted for so long by Hamza, and drew from him the truth of Mrs. Armine's days while Nigel had been away in the Fayyūm. Isaacson's treatment of Nigel's case had succeeded wonderfully. As the great heats began to descend upon Upper Egypt, the health of the invalid improved day by day. Mrs.
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