20 latter Ibrahim, but there was a fourth boy named Hammoud wild Mininah. As time passed, both Ibrahim and Hammoud grew into men, and they were later joined in service by this Barhoom Sahn al-Hôtel. One day at noon in May, Barhoom arrived at our house and began talking with my mother through one of the many ventilation windows in the dihreez. During their conversation, my mother insisted, “Don’t leave until you’ve had lunch with us today.” Meanwhile, I hung my golden dagger on a peg at the back of the dihreez. That night, my mother noticed the dagger had gone missing. She urgently questioned me, “Sultan, where is your dagger?”
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