I have only time for a short letter to say that the cold weather is over
and that I continue to improve, not very fast, but still very sensibly.
My young Frenchman turns out to be a M. Brune _grand prix de Rome_, an
architect, and is a very nice fellow indeed, and a thorough gentleman.
His odd awkward manner proved to be mere vexation at finding himself
quartered _nolens volens_ on a stranger, and a woman; but we have made
great friends, and I have made him quite happy by telling him that he
shall pay his share of the food. He was going to hurry off from shyness
though he had begun a work here by which I fancy he hopes to get _Kudos_.
I see he is poor and very properly proud. He goes out to the temple at
sunrise, and returns to dinner at dark, and works well, and his drawings
are very clever. In short, I am as much obliged to the French Consul for
sending me such an intelligent man as I was vexed at first. An _homme
serieux_ with an absorbing pursuit is always good company in the long
run. Moreover M. Brune behaves like a perfect gentleman in every way.
So _tout est pour le mieux_.
I am sorry to say that Marie has become so excessively bored,
dissatisfied, and, she says, ill, that I am going to send her back rather
than be worried so--and _damit hats eine ende_ of European maids. Of
course an ignorant girl _must_ be bored to death here--a land of no
amusements and no flirtation _is_ unbearable. I shall borrow a slave of
a friend here, an old black woman who is quite able and more than willing
to serve me, and when I go down to Cairo I will get either a ci-devant
slave or an elderly Arab woman. Dr. Patterson strongly advised me to do
so last year. He had one who has been thirteen years his housekeeper, an
old bedaweeyeh, I believe, and as I now am no longer looked upon as a
foreigner, I shall be able to get a respectable Arab woman, a widow or a
divorced woman of a certain age who will be too happy to have 'a good
home,' as our maids say. I think I know one, a certain Fatoomeh, a widow
with no children who does washing and needlework in Cairo. You need not
be at all uneasy. I shall be taken good care of if I fall ill, much
better than I should get from a European in a sulky frame of mind.
Hajjee Ali has very kindly offered to take Marie down to Cairo and start
her off to Alexandria, whence Ross's people can send her home. If she
wants to stay in Alexandria and get placed by the nuns who piously
exhorted her to extort ninety francs a month from me, so much the better
for me. Ali refuses to take a penny from me for her journey--besides
bringing me potatoes and all sorts of things: and if I remonstrate he
says he and all his family and all they have is mine, in consequence of
my treatment of his brother.
You will be amused and pleased to hear how Sheykh Yussuf was utterly
puzzled and bewildered by the civilities he received from the travellers
this year, till an American told Mustapha I had written a book which had
made him (the American) wish well to the poor people of this country, and
desire to behave more kindly to them than would have been the case
before.
To-morrow is the smaller Bairam, and I shall have all the Hareem here to
visit me.
Two such nice Englishmen called the other day and told me they lived in
Hertford Street opposite Lady D. G.'s and saw Alexander go in and out,
and met Maurice in the gardens. It gave me a terrible twinge of
_Heimweh_, but I thought it so kind and pretty and _herzlich_ of them to
come and tell me how Alexander and Maurice looked as they went along the
street.