We never saw her again, but presume she is still living happily ever after. Subhi returned to our employ, and served us with ingenuity, loyalty and grace for the balance of our tour. After we finally left Syria, Subhi became the housekeeper or den mother or local manager for the half dozen Marines that were posted to the Embassy as guards. When I visited Damascus about ten years later, he had built himself an indispensable niche in the Embassy hierarchy, in that role. He had once been a prosperous Palestinian landowner, with extensive orange groves.
Some people are indestructible.