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Arab Domestic Processions 261<br />

She was abnormally tall and abnormally black. Her hair<br />

was strained tightly into a knot at the back of her head,<br />

and on her shining forehead was a large wreath of pink<br />

roses.<br />

Their other chief patron was an enormously fat lady<br />

dressed in white satin, who had no angles at all, and for the<br />

matter of that, no shape. She had tucked her feet under<br />

herself till she looked like an enormous pear. You were<br />

sure that if you pushed her over she would right herself<br />

like a mandarin doll. Up to this she had taken no interest<br />

in the proceedings, and had been apparently asleep. She<br />

had a silver Assyut shawl over her head, which gave the<br />

effect of a Christmas cracker.<br />

At this stage the hegemony of the small boy was ruth-<br />

lessly torn from him by an elderly female, who came forward,<br />

with unmentionable details, to literally push the English<br />

ladies into the bridal chamber, which was open to the room,<br />

though it had folding doors, but which they had not yet<br />

noticed, in the confusing mass of Egyptian womanity.<br />

Nearly the whole of it was taken up with a vast bed<br />

covered with pink satin ; it had pink satin valances, a pink<br />

satin counterpane, pink satin curtains, and a pink satin<br />

canopy ; it even had pink satin steps up to it. There<br />

was just room for two chairs beside the bed, one of which<br />

was occupied by the bridegroom, who smiled with effusive<br />

benignity and seemed much relieved by having something<br />

fresh to smile at, and the other by the bride, who was being<br />

rapidly divested of her jewels—and her clothes. They were<br />

just dragging her things off. She was so tired that she<br />

could hardly hold her head up ; the stripping of her white<br />

satin garments was the culmination of festivities, which had<br />

lasted for two days and two nights without stopping. The<br />

English ladies then turned tail though the audience made<br />

entreating gestures to them not to leave at such an early<br />

stage. But they did not feel certain how much conventions<br />

might compel them to witness if they did stay, so they<br />

literally fought their way out<br />

It was much to my relief, for I was getting very tired of

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