Allenby Street and that the Rue de France, and so on... and the tourist's astonishment grows... In his wanderings he tries to

read the names of the shops and stores, and behold, the prominent and visible part of each name is written in Latin letters — quite apart from the name itself being foreign: this shop is called the Rayon Bleu, that one Oxford, this one Windsor and that one K.B., this one Lourdes and that one Optica, and so on and so forth — a multitude of such names filling our markets... Then, in the afternoon, he tries to choose a cinema to see some show... He looks over the names of the halls, examining them, and lo, he is met by the very same tune: from the Empire to the Roxy to the Capitol to the Rivoli to the Odeon to the Hollywood... Then, after the show is over, he tries to take a cup of coffee or tea in one of the clubs or pleasure-haunts, and he looks about, and there are the Marquis, the Pâtisserie Suisse, the Palcade, the Union Market, the Pâtisserie de Genève, the Semiramis, and so on and so forth... And so it goes when he wants to spend the evening: there are the Kit Kat, the Colorado, the Eden Roc, the Grotte aux Pigeons, etc. — and he returns at night to his bed wondering: is he really in Beirut, the well-known Arab city??...

A friend whom chance placed beside me on the school benches for many years afterwards went off for a single year to the American States, to pursue her studies... I ran into her by chance yesterday, and behold, she was wearing garish colors and loose, flowing clothes in emulation of the American fashions... She came up to me, speaking a sound English tinged with a pure American accent — one marvels at how she managed to master it with such speed and ease... I proceeded to answer her questions

in Arabic, whereupon she cast me a pitying glance, saying: What is the matter with you? Have you forgotten your English?? And to provoke her, my answer was yes... At that she

eyed me with a disdain coupled with a touch of compassion, then answered me from her heights, puffed up with vanity and lost in pride: — As for me, I have forgotten Arabic!...

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