"Alas, no, my lady."
"Has nobody been?"
"Nobody at all, my lady, since his lordship was up last."
"But I could have been sure that——"
She stopped; a smile crossed her bewildered face, and she said in a soft, indulgent voice—
"My poor Fatimah! I wear you out. I wear out everybody. You must have dozed off at that moment, and so——"
"Oh no, my lady, no! Wallahi! I've not closed my eyes since yesterday."
"How strange!"
"But Ibrahim ought to know if anybody has come upstairs. Should I call him, my lady?"
"Yes ... no ... that is to say ... wait!"