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it seemed her flower understood, and for that, Toula felt relief. she said no more on the matter, finding it thusly settled.
and then she spoke of the prince! kind, and handsome! her mind ran away in its daydreaming, though the warning grounded her. Toula drew a little closer as a fellahin came near to comb out her furs, and to smooth them in some matter of thing that made her furs glossier. have you more to say, of this one you warn me of? a name, perhaps, or a title? Toula wanted to be sure all of the princes company was seen to, though it would be good to know who might require additional attentions...
she wished to be educated! and her flower had much more knowledge than she of their visitors; she felt fortunate, and grateful!