I put your head there so that it should be soft.

You have been sound asleep." "I have also been abominably impolite," said I."I humbly beg your pardon, Carlotta." "Oh, I am not cross," she laughed.

Then still keeping her hands on me, she settled her limbs into a more comfortable position.
"There! Now I can play at being a good little Turkish wife." She fashioned into a fan the _Matin_ newspaper, which I had bought for the luxurious purpose of not reading, and fanned me.

"That is what Ayesha used to do to Hamdi.

And Ayesha used to tell him stories.