` That is true . Hold thy face still while I dab on the juice . ' ` Not too black , Naikan . I would not appear to her as a hubshi -LRB- nigger -RRB- . ' ` Oh , love makes nought of these things . And how old is she ? ' ` Twelve years , I think , ' said the shameless Kim . ` Spread it also on the breast . It may be her father will tear my clothes off me , and if I am piebald -- ' he laughed . The girl worked busily , dabbing a twist of cloth into a little saucer of brown dye that holds longer than any walnut-juice . ` Now send out and get me a cloth for the turban . Woe is me , my head is all unshaved ! And he will surely knock off my turban . ' ' I am not a barber , but I will make shift . Thou wast born to be a breaker of hearts ! All this disguise for one evening ? Remember , the stuff does not wash away . ' She shook with laughter till her bracelets and anklets jingled . ` But who is to pay me for this ? Huneefa herself could not have given thee better stuff . '
` Trust in the Gods , my sister , ' said XXXXX gravely , screwing his face round as the stain dried .
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