Our sweet little house maid. One of my husbands (I can't remember which) acquired her in a game of Chemin de Fer at the French Consulate. Didn't speak much English, but a happy little soul. Unpronounceable name, so we called her African Violet, and she seemed to be happy enough with that. We gave her the house at 7, Acacia Gardens when we left Cairo after that dreadful Governor Business.
Apparently she did a roaring trade with lonely soldiers, tourists, sailors, businessmen and most of the staff of the Foreign Legations.