Boys and girls are thrown together without being allowed to touch each other . . . So at night they dream . She thinks of Hayat, Rachida, Zohra, and Zineb, who are no doubt already teasing each other in the warmth of the hammam. Mimouna is happy. Silence holds her by the hand . . .
Larks fly by . . .
The bath is next to a little mosque painted light green. There are two baths, one for men and one for women. Before entering the women's bath, Mimouna pauses a moment to listen to the laughter of the men. She sighs and cheerfully enters amid cries of infants and the laughs and palavers of effervescent women. All of the women laugh together.