“Well, what of that? Some refuse for which the Nile was the best place.”
“Possibly. Only I was curious. I fished up the bundle and found——”
“What?”
“A most lovely girl.”
“The prophet be praised! Was she dead?”
“Not much. She told me her story. How one of your wives took a great dislike to her——”
“One of my wives?”
“Yes; the girl was called Leila.”
Barbasson was about to speak, but Shula stopped him.
“I liked Leila. I found she was pretty and good, and I took her into my harem.”