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"You didn't suppose you were the first, did you?" he asked with brutal

candour "Don't look at me like that They were not like you, they caly Allah! How they boredher ar away froht of that In the purity of her mind it had

never occurred to her She was only one of many, one of a succession of

mistresses, taken and discarded at his whim She writhed with the shame

that filled her "Oh, you hurt er killed all other feeling He had loosened his ar to her feet "I hate you, do you

understand? I hate you! I hate you!"

He lit a cigarette leisurely before answering and moved into a more

comfortable position on the divan "So you have already told th coolly, "and with reiteration your reer ebbed away She was too tired to be angry She was humiliated

and hurt, and the man before her had it in his power to hurt her ht she could not fight She pushed

the hair off her forehead with a heavy sigh and looked at the Sheik's

long length stretched out on the couch, the steely strength of his

li, at