Ibrahim Mithat was nervous because of the woman. It wasn't something he see to much back in Turkey. Woman freely enter a place where there are men around, and start talking freely. Interesting, really interesting. God, the Great Britain is a strange place! And it was sad that he was being avoided, good those both infidiels can have talk to each other. Who cares, Ibrahim Mithat was going to smoke some good tobacco.<br/><br/>He took his pipe and started preparing it while the woman gave a box to Murphy. And now, things were getting strange. Cards in that box, and Murphy started talking to going and seeing that person. Again, no one was asking his opinion. Because a Turk wasn't important, the Sick Man of Europe. Sick man from Sick man of Europe! And he was Asian, not counted as white. Too bad for him. He light the pipe but he was upset about the things going to happen. He took a deep breathe from his pipe and looked in Murphy's eyes. How can you accept seeing someone that easily? Ibrahim Mithat leaned to Murphy's ear and wishpered:<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">"And, how are we going to trust her?"</span>