Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1939-07-09

And thou in another,
/ should come to thee
Eren vert thou hidden al the end of the world.
For forty-eight hours the thought of Meess
Caldwell had drummed in his head 50 that
he could neither sleep nor eat, 50 that the
world about him had become indistinct, like
the landscape of dream. 1t was a sudden
fear lest he be too late which reused him to
action and hurried his steps,
When she opened the door to him, the
blood changed his cheeks from their tint of
old ivory to dull red. He was not too late;
he would hear her voice again and once more
touch her cool. firm hands.
Come in, Kaddour!"
Her dress was as blue as the sky and her
yellow hair was sunshine.
NV belored is more seductive Than other
WO,nen,
Because of the whiteness OF her skin
And the black abundance Of her hair.
Meess Caldwells skin was white, but as for
her hair - the poet had lived thousand
years too soon.
Behind her growled the dog, Iii, little
cottony dustmop.
Apparently Meess Caldwell bore Kaddour
no malice for his fit of temper two days before.
sit down and talk to me until my taxi comes.
You know my boat doesn't leave until one
and it s not noon yet. Last night Ayesha wept
when she went to take another cooking job.
but she went just the same my canvases and
my trunks have gone: 50 this is just fur
nished house again."
She sat facing him, the little SNOWFALL
of Ziz in her lap. "One thing I'm going
to miss in America is all this atmosphere of
Droumallah There you sit with your aris-
tocratic face and your plum colored jellaba.
looking lot more like Haroun erRashid than
he ever looked like himself IT. all a bit out
of the Thousand and One Nights. know III
never understand why you do what you do;
but it, been lot of fun
He did not smile Il am glad" he said in his
slow. labored English, have amused you"
You know l didn't mean it that way,
Kaddour"
I'VE are as you say "a very funny
people. Very funny"
Please don't, kaddour. You know what l
mean OF course I've been amused by your
sorcerers who sell love potions and things,
but I've never laughed at you - and you
know it,
mo? Then why not? am sure am very
amusing"
stop it, she said sharply. Don't start
that all over again. Six months ago when |
came to Morocco didn't know word of
Arabic and my French was bad. You talked
English; you knew everybody; you helped me
70 where wanted to 60. I've been friendly to
YOU as should have been with anyone who'd
shown me the courtesy you've shown me. If
you've misunderstood, I'm sorry The fact
that I'm going home to be married doesn't
keep me from liking you. Why can't we part
as friends?"
And now, Unexpectedly and against his
desire and plan, flood of tenderness swept
away every other emotion. In torrent OF
English, French and Arabic. he pleaded with
her as he had meant to plead two days before
when his anger and his pride interviewed.
II will give up everything for you: my
father, my sisters. my home, my religion -
tout. From my mother inherited money -
much money, and it is mine alone; we can
live where you please and as you please q
hbibi % my beloved" He pressed his lips
to the hem of her dress.
Its no use. Kaddour,' she said finally.
There were tears in her eyes and her voice was
oantla "Jt'c Dainf,,l To me to think I've hurt