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she ate! and Toula did not see that the servant girl forced herself. she paused in her approach, a small smile. her request could wait!
and when it seemed Nazli had finished, Toula pulled the things that remained and asked again, could you arrange this in a way that is appealing to the eye? …as though I were having guests! she prompted, smiling softly.
how could she bring happiness to Nazli? Toula searched her face to see if it was truly the work she did that brought her pleasure, satisfaction!