Valentine rubbed them well with the fragrant balsam, and then asked Jigerdilla if her wounds felt a little easier.
"I should get well much more quickly if only you would kiss them!"
Valentine recoiled at these words.
"How should I kiss the shoulders of a strange woman who is also my master's wife?"
"Your master is sleeping, he sees nothing."
"But God sees."
The Turkish lady looked around in astonishment.
"I see no one!"
"God is present everywhere, though invisible."
"If He is invisible, His whip must also be invisible, and He therefore cannot beat me with it."