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s?Letusshutthemoutandbejolly.QueenVictoriaandMrs.Bannisterweretheonlyexceptions,andthey’redead.”
“No,no,Idonotadmitthat,Ihavemetothers.”
“SohaveI,”saidMahmoudAli,unexpectedlyveering.“Allladiesarefarfromalike.”Theirmoodwaschanged,andtheyrecalledlittlekindnessesandcourtesies.“Shesaid‘Thankyousomuch’inthemostnaturalway.”“Sheofferedmealozengewhenthedustirritatedmythroat.”Hamidullahcouldremembermoreimportantexamplesofangelicministration,buttheother,whoonlyknewAnglo-India,hadtoransackhismemoryforscraps,anditwasnotsurprisingthatheshouldreturnto“Butofcourseallthisisexceptional.Theexceptiondoesnotprovetherule.TheaveragewomanislikeMrs.Turton,and,Aziz,youknowwhatsheis.”Azizdidnotknow,butsaidhedid.Hetoogeneralizedfromhisdisappointments—itisdifficultformembersofasubjectracetodootherwise.Grantedtheexceptions,heagreedthatallEnglishwomenarehaughtyandvenal.Thegleampassedfromtheconversation,whosewintrysurfaceunrolledandexpandedinterminably.
Aservantannounceddinner.Theyignoredhim.Theeldermenhadreachedtheireternalpolitics,Azizdriftedintothegarden.Thetreessmeltsweet—green-blossomedchampak—andscrapsofPersianpoetrycameintohishead.Dinner,dinner,dinner...butwhenhereturnedtothehouseforit,MahmoudAlihaddriftedawayinhisturn,tospeaktohissais.“Comeandseemywifealittlethen,”saidHamidullah,andtheyspenttwentyminutesbehindthepurdah.HamidullahBegumwasadistantauntofAziz,andtheonlyfemalerelativehehadinChandrapore,andshehadmuchtosaytohimonthisoccasionaboutafamilycircumcisionthathadbeencelebratedwithimperfectpomp.Itwasdifficulttogetaway,becauseuntiltheyhadhadtheirdinnershewouldnotbeginhers,andconsequentlyprolongedherremarksincasetheyshouldsupposeshewasimpatient.Havingcensuredthecircumcision,shebethoughtherofkindredtopics,andaskedAzizwhenhewasgoingtobemarried.
Respectfulbutirritated,heanswered,“Onceisenough.”
“Yes,hehasdonehisduty,”saidHamidullah.“Donotteasehimso.Hecarriesonhisfamily,twoboysandtheirsister.”
“Aunt,theylivemostcomfortablywithmywife’smother,whereshewaslivingwhenshedied.IcanseethemwheneverIlike.Theyaresuchvery,verysmallchildren.”
“Andhesendsthemthewholeofhissalaryandliveslikealow-gradeclerk,andtellsnoonethereason.Whatmoredoyourequirehimtodo?”
ButthiswasnotHamidullahBegum’spoint,andhavingcourteouslychangedtheconversationforafewmomentsshereturnedandmadeit.Shesaid,“Whatistobecomeofallourdaughtersifmenrefusetomarry?Theywillmarrybeneaththem,or——”Andshebegantheoft-toldtaleofaladyofImperialdescentwhocouldfindnohusbandinthenarrowcirclewhereherpridepermittedhertomate,andhadlivedonunwed,heragenowthirty,andwoulddieunwed,fornoonewouldhavehernow.Whilethetalewasinprogress,itconvincedthetwomen,thetragedyseemedasluronthewholecommunitybetterpolygamyalmost,thanthatawomanshoulddiewithoutthejoysGodhasintendedhertoreceive.Wedlock,motherhood,powerinthehouse—forwhatelseissheborn,andhowcanthemanwhohasdeniedthemtoherstanduptofacehercreatorandhisownatthelastday?Aziztookhisleavesaying“Perhaps...butlater...”—hisinvariablereplytosuchanappeal.
“Youmustn’tputoffwhatyouthinkright,”saidHamidullah.“ThatiswhyIndiaisinsuchaplight,becauseweputoffthings.”Butseeingthathisyoungrelativelookedworried,headdedafewsoothingwords,andthuswipedoutanyimpressionthathiswifemighthavemade.
Duringtheirabsence,MahmoudAlihadgoneoffinhiscarriageleavingamessagethatheshouldbebackinfiveminutes,buttheywereonnoaccounttowait.Theysatdowntomeatwithadistantcousinofthehouse,MohammedLatif,wholivedonHamidullah’sbountyandwhooccupiedthepositionneitherofaservantnorofanequal.Hedidnotspeakunlessspokento,andsincenoonespokekeptunoffendedsilence.Nowandthenhebelched,incomplimenttotherichnessofthefood.Agentle,happyanddishonestoldmanallhislifehehadneverdoneastrokeofwork.Solongassomeoneofhisrelativeshadahousehewassureofahome,anditwasunlikelythatsolargeafamilywouldallgobankrupt.Hiswifeledasimilarexistencesomehundredsofmilesaway—hedidnotvisither,owingtotheexpenseoftherailwayticket.PresentlyAzizchaffedhim,alsotheservants,andthenbeganquotingpoetry,Persian,Urdu,alittleArabic.Hismemorywasgood,andforsoyoungamanhehadreadlargelythethemeshepreferredwerethedecayofIslamandthebrevityoflove.Theylisteneddelighted,fortheytookthepublicviewofpoetry,nottheprivatewhichobtainsinEngland.Itneverboredthemtohearwords,wordst