“You killed  get married,” said Black. “ ted S your mind. Besides, you e Effendi because o return o live ed revenge. As long as  your hands on Shekure.”

    “Be done alling,” o listen to ttle. It’s very cold  rying to get your attention  you hem?”

    “Black  rations,” I said.

    his?

    one t I sometimes resorted to  course of action is to return noo to o the Koran.”

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    “ty and devotion to my broto alert t tomorro.”

    “to call you to account any you go to t you’re tan’s c, Enishis very morning.”

    “Very ion.”

    I sorture ted. “Don’t go to t. Everything will become clear.”

    “I orture,” ortured times I understood it

    y could be culled from t. Let torture. I’m going to tell tain of t poor Eniss illustrations. Everybody is talking about trations.  is it about t’s in tures?”

    “them,” Black said.

    “ t opportunity.”

    “Eniss me to finishe book.”

    “Very orture th of us.”

    t. Next, Black and I steps in ty yard. ere tell  being seen, rees and  steps nearing us. I boldly sed, “here was no response.

    “hush,” said Black.

    e rembling from t ating too long, e and tigering my bed ed ures.