human
You know he has had but one wife, my own mother, Ourïeda said proudly.
gpt
That is considered almost a sin in our religion, yet he could never bring himself to look with love on any woman, after her, nor to give her a rival, even for the sake of having a son. I adore him for that--how could I help it, since he says I am her image?--and for letting me learn things Arab girls of the south are seldom taught, in order that I may have something of her cleverness that held his love, as her beauty won it. Yet, if he had married a second wife when my mother died, and she had given him a son, my life would be happier now.
human
How can that be? asked Sanda.
gpt
I couldn't love my father in the way I do if he had put somebody else in my mother's place, and spoiled all the beautiful romance.
human
My father's romance with my mother was like a strange poem, for she was the daughter of Catholic Spanish people, who had an orange plantation near Blida, and wished her to enter a convent. But my father rode by with some French officers and saw her on her way to church. That one look decided their whole lives. Yes, it would have been a pity to spoil their romance; yet, keeping its poetry is spoiling mine.
gpt
You mean your Aunt Mabrouka. But a stepmother might be worse.
human
No, it isn't only Aunt Mabrouka I am thinking of. It is her son, who is my father's heir because he has no son of his own. My father is very enlightened in many ways, but in others he is as narrow and hard as the rest of our people, who hold to their old customs more firmly than they hold to life. My father intends me for the wife of Si Tahar, who met and brought you to our house.
gpt
Oh, no! it's not possible! she cried.
human
You're so beautiful, and so fair. He's so--so----
gpt
Hideous. Don't be afraid to say the word to me. I love you for it. But because Tahar's not deformed from birth, and the strength and beauty of the line isn't threatened, his looks make no difference to my father. To him it seems far more important that I should be the wife of the heir, so that money and land need not be divided after his death, than that I should love my husband before my marriage. You see, that can hardly ever happen to a girl of our race and religion. If Tahar were not my cousin I should never even have seen him, nor he me. And if I had not seen him, it would perhaps be a little better, for there would be the excitement and mystery of the unknown. We are brought up to expect that; and if already I hadn't learned to dislike Tahar for his own sake and his mother's, I should be no worse off than other girls--except for one thing: _the great thing of my life_.
human
What is that thing?
gpt
It is what I came here to tell you about, the Arab girl answered.
human
I forced myself to wait, but now I am sure of you as if you were my own sister. We are going to open our hearts to each other. Do you know what it is to have a man in your life--a man who is not father or brother, and yet is of great importance to you; so great that you think of him by day and dream of him by night?
gpt
Yes, there are two such men in my life,