article · Issue No. 12, December 1949 · p. 30 p. 31

Mrs. Flomen Hawa Karam

Flomen Hawa Karam

السيدة فلومين حوّا كرم · فلومين حوّا كرم

Mrs. Flomen Hawa Karam

That was, for me, something dear to my heart, and it had almost become a pressing need; for May at that time was the talk of every circle, and above all of the circle in which I lived..

May is stricken. No — May is wronged: that is what people were saying.. And there grew in me a longing to see this stricken, wronged woman. And I saw her in Freikeh, in Rihani's house...

Not a single minute of that day escaped me. I gazed at her long; I studied every feature of her face; and I saw nothing out of the ordinary — save that there was a deep cast of pain flooding the lines of her face — no, flooding her whole being, even her clothes.

And she spoke little; I do not recall that she entered into any talk of her own accord, despite Rihani's attempts at the time to draw her out of her silence.

And when she answered certain questions, a smile would flash upon her face and vanish as quickly, and she would answer with much sobriety and gravity.

I never saw her after that; but the features of that tormented face are still before my eyes.

That was, for me, ... to my heart, and it had almost become a ... for May at that time was ... every circle, and above all ... in which I lived..

May is stricken. No, May is wrong... people were saying.. and there grew ... that I might see this stricken, wronged woman ... in Freikeh, in the house of the Rih...

Not a ... of that day escaped me, ... I gazed at her long, stared ... the features of her face, and I saw nothing ou... — indeed there was a deep cast ... the lines of her face — no, it sinks ... even her clothes.

And she spoke little, and ... entered into talk of her own accord despite the att...

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