"Palm wine. Then at three o'clock I go to my home, mount upon the roof quietly with my wife and children, and sleep till dawn."
"And you do this for five months?"
"For five months, Sidi."
"And--and your wife, Safti?"
I felt that I was very indiscreet; but Safti is good-natured, and has bought quite a number of palm-trees out of his savings when with me.
"My wife, Sidi?"
"What does she do all the time?"
"She remains quietly in my house."
"She never goes out?"
"Never, except upon the roof to take a little air."
"Doesn't she get rather bor----"
The one eye began to look remarkably vague.
"And you find five months of this life a sufficient rest in the course of the year?"