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I will
not westernise her too rapidly. The Turkish educational system
has its merits.
This, in its way is comforting. If only I could accept her as a
human creature. But when I think of her callous reception of the
tidings of the unhappy boy's death, my spirit fails me. Such a
being would run a carving-knife into you, as you slept, without
any compunction, and when you squeaked, she would laugh. Look at
her base ingratitude to the good Hamdi Effendi, who took her in
before she was born and has treated her as a daughter all her
life. No: her spiritual attitude all through has been that of
the ladies who used to visit St. Anthony--in the leisure moments
when they were not actively engaged in temptation. I don't
believe her father was an English vice-consul. He was Satan.
I wonder what she told Mrs. McMurray.
I have been thinking over the matter to-night. The good lady was
wrong. Whatever were the morals of the Renaissance,
personalities were essentially positive. They were devilishly
wicked or angelically good.


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