Children of Gebelaawi

Children of Gebelaawi by Naguib Mahfouz

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flowers. The people panicked and
    fled like sand i n a gale. Radwaan, Abbaas and Jaleel stood
    shoulder to shoulder in front of Adham and the fury of ldrees
    grew still greater.
    - Cowards ! You defend the man you hate for fear of losing
    your food and dri nk.
    He rushed at them, and they retreated, taking his blows on
    their sticks without trying to retaliate. Suddenly he threw
    himself between them, forci ng his way to where Adham stood.
    The clamor from the windows rose to a peak. Adham shouted
    as he got ready to defend hi mself:
    - ldrees! I 'm not your enemy. Come to your senses.
    Idrees raised his cudgel. At that moment someone yelled:
    'Gebelaawi ! ' , and Radwaan shouted to ldrees:
    - Your father is coming ...
    l drees leapt to the side of the road and turned to see
    Gebelaawi surrou nded by a ring of servants carrying torches.
    ldrees gnashed his teeth and shouted as he made off:
    - Soon I shall present you with a bastard grandchild to
    gladden your eyes.
    Then off he went towards Gemalia, into the darkness, while
    the people drew back to make way for him. Gebelaawi reached
    the spot where the brothers stood, and he made a show of
    calmness under the stare of thousands of eyes. Then he said i n
    a commanding voice:
    - Proceed as before !
    The torch-bearers returned to their places, the drums
    sounded, the p ipes started up, the singers sang, the dancers
    danced, and the processi on resumed its course.
    The Great House was awake till morning with singing and
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    drinki ng and merry-making. When Adham entered his room
    overlooking Muqauam Desert, he found Umayma by the
    mirror, her face sti ll veiled in white. He was drunk and stoned
    and hardly able to stand. He moved towards her, exerting a
    great effort to control his limbs, and lifted the veil from her
    face, which looked up at him with exquisite loveliness. He ben t
    his head to kiss her full lips, then said i n a drun ken voice:
    - All's well that ends well.
    Then he tottered over to the bed, and collapsed on it, still
    wearing his scarf and red pumps. Umayma looked at his
    reflection and smi led wi th anxious yearning.
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    Adham found with Umayma a happiness he had never
    known before. Because of his simple nature, he showed this
    happiness in his conversation and behavior so much that his
    brothers made fu n of him. At the end of prayers he wou ld
    stretch out his hands and cry ou t: 'Praise be to the Lord of
    grace, for my father's pleasure, for my wife's love, for raising
    me above those who deserve to be above me, for the fertile
    garden and my fTiend the f1ute, praise be to Him . '
    The women of the house all said Umayma was an attentive
    wife, looki ng after her husband like a son. She got on well with
    her mother-in-law and loved servi ng her and even her family.
    She cared for her home as though it were part of her body.
    Ad ham was a loving and considerate husband. His work for the
    Trust had already taken up part of the time he had previously
    spent on his innocent pleasures in the garden, and now love
    took up the remai nder of the day, and he gave himself up to
    it completely.
    Delicious days passed - lasting too long for the scornful
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    brothers Radwaan , Abbaas and jaleel - then gave way to an
    even tranquility, just as a rushing stream flows down into a
    smooth-flowing river. Questions returned to Adham's mind
    and he felt that ti me was no longer flying by, and that nightwas
    following day. He saw that the duet lost all meani ng if it wen t
    on i ndefinitely, a n d that the garden had been too faithfu l a
    source of pleasure to be deserted. He did not feel that any of
    these thi ngs meant that his heart was turning away from
    Umayma. She was still at the center of it, but life goes in stages,
    of which one only gradually becomes aware. He returned one
    day to his old haunt by the stream, and his gaze wandered over
    the flowers and birds, gratefu lly and apologeti cally.

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