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Rh —Don't make me speak out, Veshadhári. I know you and the widows of your family!

—They are your mothers, you rascal!

—Ah! they never keep their children!

(losing temper).—Oh, you slanderous murderer! Is not your widowed sister a witch?

(relapsing into street Arabism).—Your daughter, your sister, your mother!

—Your aunt, your grandmother—were they not Mahomedans?

—And can you swear who is your father?

—Yes, and I can also swear who your real father is. Now, will you fight it out, you malicious liar?

(waking from his nap and falling back upon the hubble-bubble).—Is the business before the meeting over?

—No; you must listen to me.

(striking his belly).—I will listen to this first. I have put you out of caste, also all your family and friends, unless you do