No, don't curse her, Jellali; the poor child was driven to it.

What were we to do with the children crying for bread?
And then there was nothing to fetch you this journey, Jellali." "I'll not eat it now it's brought.

My boy a beggar and my girl a harlot?
By Allah! May the Kaid that keeps me here roast alive in the fires of hell!" Then, apart in one quiet corner, a young Moor of Tangier eating rice out of the lap of his beautiful young wife.

"You'll not be long coming again, dearest ?" he whispers.

She wipes her eyes and stammers, "No--that is--well--" "What's amiss ?" "Ali, I must tell you--" "Well ?" "Old Aaron Zaggoory says I must marry him, or he'll see that both of us starve." "Allah! And you--_you_ ?" "Don't look at me like that, Ali; the hunger is on me, and whatever happens I--I can love nobody else." "Curses on Aaron Zaggoory! Curses on you! Curses on everybody!" No one had come with food for Israel, and seeing this 'Larby the negro swaggered up to him, singing a snatch and offering a round cake of bread-- Rusks are good and kiks are sweet And kesksoo is both meat and drink; It's this for now, and that for then, But khalia still for married men.
"You're like me, Sidi," he said, "you want nothing," and he made an upward movement of his forefinger to indicate his trust in Providence.
That was the gay rascal's way of saying that he stole from the bags of his comrades while they slept.
"No?
Fasting yet ?" he said, and went off singing as he came-- It will make your ladies love you; It will make them coo and kiss-- "What ?" he shouted to some one across the prison "eating khalia in the bird-cage?
Bad, bad, bad!" All this came to Israel's mind through thick waves of half-consciousness, but with his heart he heard nothing, or the very air of the place must have poisoned him.