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Updated: May 22, 2025
"I really don't know," came the muffled reply from behind the yashmak, "if he comes at all." As Cairo entire had accepted the invitation, the place was packed, but nowhere was the crowd so suffocating as round the entrance to the Winter Garden. "Per-fect-ly wonderful," gasped a rotund Ouled Nail to a masked dancer of the same sex and size.
She moved in the midst of a crowd, on and on before lighted interiors from which wild music flowed. "Shall we never be there?" she panted to Abdallah Jack. "My limbs refuse their office." She jogged against a Tunisian Jewess in a pointed hat, and rebounded upon an enormous Riff in a tattered sheep-skin. "I can go no farther." "We are there! Behold the house of the Ouled!"
Halima herself affirmed it, standing at the front door of her terraced dwelling in the court, while the other dancers gathered round, looking like a troop of macaws in their feathers and their finery. With a brazen pride she boasted that she possessed something worth more than uncut rubies, carpets from Bagdad, and silken petticoats sewn with sequins. And the Ouled Naïls could not gainsay her.
As she moved, to begin the promised dance, she exhaled from her body and hair and floating draperies strange, intoxicating perfumes which seemed to change with her motions perfumes of sandalwood and ambergris and attar-of-rose. For the first time Max understood the meaning of the Ouled Nail dance.
"Miss Verbena," replied Mr. Greyne, "I have seen the Ouled on the heights." A spasm crossed the Levantine's face. She put her handkerchief to it for a moment. "What is an Ouled?" she inquired, withdrawing it. "I dare not tell you," he replied solemnly. "But indeed I wish to know, so that I may sympathise with monsieur." Mr. Greyne hesitated, but his heart was full; he felt the need of sympathy.
"She made rags of it, and then pinned it together all wrong, and said to me to me! that now it began to look like an Ouled Naïl girl's costume. I told her if she liked to face Noo York " "H'sh-sh!" whispered Charmian. "There's the prelude beginning at last. She's not going to ?" "No. Of course she had to come back to my original idea!"
They looked her way reverently, but had never seen her face, perhaps did not know who she was, though no doubt they had all heard and gossipped about the romantic history of the new wife, the beautiful Ouled Naïl, to whom the marabout had condescended because of her far-famed, her marvellous, almost incredible loveliness, which made her a consort worthy of a saint.
After dinner Domini went again to the verandah. She found Batouch there. He had now folded a snow-white turban round his head, and looked like a young high priest of some ornate religion. He suggested that Domini should come out with him to visit the Rue des Ouled Nails and see the strange dances of the Sahara. But she declined. "Not to-night, Batouch. I must go to bed.
"We can't be more than a hundred and fifty miles west of the Canaries," judged the major. "Sure, we can eat supper tonight in an oasis, if we're so minded with Ouled Naïls and houris to hand round the palm-wine and " "You forget, my dear fellow," the Master interrupted, "that the first man who goes carousing with wine or women, dies before a firing-squad.
"If you are hoping to be a good wife," said Mirza, "you must not think too much of silks and jewels. When I was in Paris, with the Grand Duke, I noticed that the women who had sold themselves had taken their pay in pearls and diamonds. The honest women went more soberly. I see you are of the old tribe the tribe of Ouled Nail. Let me see your name."
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