was making its difficuk way to well-defined goals without doubt or anxiety. He asked himself, 'What's the secret of my enervating disease?'
Ahmad said, 'I'm inviting the newlyweds, my parents, and my aunt to join me in a box at al-Rihani's theater this Thursday.'
Khadija asked, 'Al-Rihani?'
Ibrahim explained, 'The actor who plays Kishkish Bey!'
Khadija laughed and said, 'Yasin was almost thrown out of our house soon after he was first married because he took Ridwan's mother to see Kishkish one night.'
'That's the way things were back then,' Ahmad said, dismissing the implicit criticism. 'Nowadays my grandfather wouldn't object to my aandmother's going to see Kishkish Bey.'
Khadija replied, 'Take the newlyweds and your father. The radio's enough for me.'
Aisha said, 'And coming to your house is sufficient entertainment for me.'
Khadija launched into a rendition of the tale of Yasin and Kishkish Bey. Kamal happened to glance at his watch and remembered his appointment with Riyad Qaldas. So he rose and asked their permission to leave.
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'Are you really able to enjoy the beauties of nature only a few days before the examination?' one student asked another in a group sitting spread out in a semicircle on a green hill at the top of which stood a wooden pavilion occupied by more students. As far as the eye could see there were clusters of palms and flower beds separated by mosaic walks.
The second student answered, 'Just as surely as Abd al-Muni'm Shawkat can get married shortly before it.'
Abd al-Muni'm, who was seated toward the center of the semicircle near Ahmad Shawkat, said, 'Contrary to what you think, a married student has the best possible chance of passing.'
Sitting next to Ridwan Yasin at the other side of the semicircle, Hilmi Izzat remarked, 'That's if the husband is one of the Muslim Brethren.'
Ridwan laughed and revealed his pearly teeth, although this discussion depressed him. The whole subject of marriage awakened his anxieties, for he did not know whether he would embark on this adventure. The apparent necessity of marriage made it all the more terrifying, since it did not correspond to either his physical or his spiritual longings.
A student asked, 'Who are the Muslim Brethren?'
Hilmi Izzat replied, 'A religious group with the goal of reviving Islam, intellectually and practically. Haven't you heard of their circles that have been established in all the districts?'
'Does it differ from the Young Men's Muslim Association?'
'Yes.'
'How?'
Pointing to Abd al-Muni'm Shawkat, he answered, 'Ask the Muslim Brother.'
In his powerful voice, Abd al-Muni'm said, 'We're not merely an organization dedicated to teaching and preaching. We attempt to understand Islam as God intended it to be: a religion, a way of life, a code of law, and a political system.'
'Is talk like this appropriate for the twentieth century?'
The forceful voice answered, 'And for the hundred and twentieth century too.'
'Confronted by democracy, Fascism, and Communism, we're dumbfounded. Then there's this new calamity.'
Laughing, Ahmad observed, 'But it's a godly calamity!'
There was an outburst of laughter, and Abd al-Muni'm glared at his brother angrily. Ridwan Yasin thought his cousin's words ill chosen and said, ' 'Calamity' isn't the right word.'
The same student asked Abd al-Muni'm, 'Do you stone people who disagree with you?'
'Young people are given to deviant views and dissolute behavior. They deserve far worse than stoning, but we don't stone anyone. Instead we provide guidance and direction through moral suasion and example. There is a fine illustration in my own household, for I have a brother who is ripe for stoning. Here he is laughing about it in front of you and showing disrespect to his Creator, may He be glorified.'
Ahmad laughed, and Hilmi Izzat told him, 'If you feel threatened by your brother, I invite you to live with me in al-Darb al-Ahmar.'
'Are you as bad as he is?'
'Certainly not. But we Wafdists are a tolerant bunch. The senior adviser to our leader is a Coptic Christian. That's what we're like.'
The other student continued to question Abd al-Muni'm: 'How can you advocate nonsense like this in the same month that the foreign capitulations have been abolished?'
Abd al-Muni'm asked in return, 'Should we give up our religion in order to please foreigners?'
Approaching the same topic from a totally different angle, Ridwan Yasin remarked, 'The capitulations were abrogated. I wonder what critics of the treaty can say now?'
'Those critics are insincere,' Hilmi Izzat declared. 'They're just envious and spiteful. True and total independence can only be seized by armed combat. How could they hope to achieve more by negotiating than we have?'
A voice remarked angrily, 'Allow us to wonder about the future.'
'What point is there in discussing the future in May with the examination staring us in the face? Spare us. After today to give myself time to study I'm not coming back to the college.'
'Not so fast. There aren't any positions waiting for us. What future is there for Law or Arts students? You can either loaf around or take some job as a clerk. Go ahead and wonder about your futures, if you want.'
'Now that the capitulations favoring foreigners have been abolished, doors will start to open.'
'Doors? There are more people than doors!'
'Listen: Al-Nahhas broadened the system of admissions to the University after many had been arbitrarily excluded. Won't he also be able to find jobs for us?'
Then tongues fell silent and faces looked off toward the far end of the park, where a flock of four young women approached from the University en route to Giza. It was hardly possible to identify them, b at as they were advancing with deliberate speed there was hope of a closer look. The path they were following circled around the spot where the young men sat before it turned off to the left. When the women came into plain view, their names and those of their faculties were on the boys' lips. There was a woman from Law and three from Arts.
Looking at one of them, Ahmad said to himself, 'Alawiya Sabri'. The name galvanized him. She was a young woman with an Egyptian version of Turkish beauty. Slender and of medium height, she had a fair complexion and coal-black hair. Her wide black eyes had lofty eyelids, and her eyebrows met in the center. She was distinguished by her aristocratic demeanor and refined gestures. Moreover, she was a classmate in the first university year. He had learned and there is no end of infomiation that an inquiring mind may acquire that she had put her name down for sociology, just as he had. Although he had not yet had a chance to exchange a single word with her, she had aroused his interest at first sight. For yearshe had ga2ed admiringly at Na'ima, but she had never shaken him to the core. This girl was truly remarkable, and he looked forward to a platonic and possibly a romantic relationship with her.
Once the flock was out of sight again, Hilmi Izzat said, 'Soon the Arts Faculty is going to resemble a women's college.'
Looking from one to another of the Arts students in the semicircle, Ridwan Yasin warned, 'Don't trust the friendship of law students who visit you frequently in your college between lectures. Their intentions are quite reprehensible'. He laughed loudly, even though he was anything but happy then. Talking about the girls made him uneasy and sad.
'Why are girls so interested in the Arts Faculty?'
'Because the teaching profession offers them more opportunities than most others.'
