“What’s lagmi?”
“Palm wine. Then at three o’clock I go to my home, mount upon the roof quietly with my wife and children, and sleep till dawn.”
“And you do this for five months?”
“For five months, Sidi.”
“And—and your wife, Safti?”
I felt that I was very indiscreet; but Safti is good-natured, and has bought quite a number of palm-trees out of his savings when with me.
“My wife, Sidi?”
“What does she do all the time?”
“She remains quietly in my house.”
“She never goes out?”