human
And you think now, effendi, concluded Joe, as he drained his last cup of coffee (Hornstog's limit was twenty cups at intervals of three minutes each),
gpt
But can't her father help?
human
Yes, perhaps, but not yet. I somethings hear one day from the gardener who live with her father, but maybe it all lie. He say Serim come and say-- Again Joe chafed his thumb and forefinger, after the manner of the paying teller.
gpt
Maybe ten thousand piastres--maybe twenty. Her father would pay, of course, only the Sultan might not like--then worse trouble--nothing will be done anyhow until the wedding is over. Then, perhaps, some time.