At present she is a Mohammedan, if she is anything, and believes firmly in Allah.

I consider that a working Theism is quite enough for a young woman in her position to go on with.

In the afternoon she walks out with Antoinette.
Once she stole forth by herself, enjoyed herself hugely for a short time, got lost, and was brought back thoroughly frightened by a policeman.

I wonder what the policeman thought of her?
The rest of the day she looks at picture-books and works embroidery.

She is making an elaborate bed-spread which will give her harmless occupation for a couple of years.
For an hour every evening, when I am at home, she comes into the drawing-room and drinks coffee with me and listens to my improving conversation.