in the way of your happiness... Marry whomever you find suitable during this time... Do you see how much I love you?... I sacrifice my happiness for the sake of your happiness"... Yes, they were the very same words that Usama had spoken to her that evening... the very same words she herself had said to Nabil only a month before... when she was certain that she would never become his wife. She had cast upon the days the burden of answering his ques-tion, since she refused to wound the feelings of a young man who loved her and had been faithful to her... Had Usama been playing the same part with her that evening?... And Suad began to wring hand against hand, sending her gaze into the far horizon in search of an answer... But nature was still and calm... hushed... receiving the phantoms of the dusk as they came swaying in.

And Suad's rebellious soul grew quiet before nature's dreaming scene... and her alarm subsided a little... and she stood contemplat-ing... And from afar... the breeze carried to her a faint sound, nearer to a whisper than to speech... She strained her ears... and behold, a woman's voice whispering: "I will not marry now, Usama... I am still young, as you see... I shall not marry before five years have passed... I will not stand as an obstacle in your way... Marry whomever you find worthier than I to make you happy"... And Suad was struck dumb... It seemed to her that she was hearing her own voice... or that nature had wished to mock her and had made her hear this imagined voice... But she was brought back to the world of reality... by the approach of two figures walking slowly side by side... She hid behind one of the shrubs... and watched... and saw...

It was Usama... yes, Usama... walking beside her friend "Nadia," the great heiress to whom she had introduced him a month before... And the woman's voice went on: "I sacrifice my happiness for the sake of making

you happy... Do you see how much I love you?"...

And it seemed to her that she saw Usama lower his eyes, calling back another picture... the picture of a girl and a young man... in the "Switzerland" café... on the evening of that very day...

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