Gone was the corpse of Leo, and gone too was Ayesha the imperial, the divine.
In the afternoon we sunk the Ayesha and we were all very sad.
Ayesha, mounted on a camel, advanced to the walls and harangued those assembled on the battlements.
He did to her the things he had learned from Ayesha and later on from other harem women.
It is clear that I did not touch more than the fringe of the real Ayesha.
Gone too, soon, was Miss Ayesha Layard with her infectious laugh.
On we marched between the ranks of hierophants, till Oros and the priests left us and we stood alone face to face with Ayesha.
But when Miss Ayesha Layard rather made fun of it, he had not minded!
I have heard much of Ayesha, a pretty animal organism who appears to have turned her elderly husband into a doting fool.
He had been so fierce, too, when Ayesha Layard threatened to betray his identity!