was kissing, but she managed
to hear his tremulous voice in
the midst of the deafening
shouts and laughter of the
audience. Im sorry, love, she
heard him say, and she took
Meme out of the place
without saying a word to her,
put her through the shame of
parading her along the noisy
Street of the Turks, and
locked her up in her bedroom.
On the following day at six