'I have seen neither wealth nor treasure, neither rich garments, nor precious stones nor chains of gold nor embroideries of pearls,' Khaled answered slowly.
But Zehowah frowned and tapped the carpet impatiently with her foot where she stood, for she was annoyed, having expected him to praise the beauty of her many dresses.
'They who have eyes can see,' she said. 'But if you are not pleased, my father will give me a hundred dresses more beautiful than these, and pearls and jewels without end.'
'I should not see them,' Khaled replied. 'I have seen two jewels which have dazzled me so that I can see nothing else.'
Zehowah gazed at him with a look of inquiry.
'I have seen the eyes of Zehowah,' he continued, 'which are as the stars Sirius and Aldebaran, when they are over the desert in the nights of winter. What jewels can you show me like these?'
Then Zehowah laughed softly and sat down beside her husband on the edge of the couch.
'Nevertheless,' she said, 'the dresses are very rich. You might admire them also.'
'I will look at them when you are not near me, for then my sight will be restored for other things.'
Khaled took her hand in his and held it.
'Tell me, Zehowah, will you love me?' he asked in a soft voice.
