The Quiet Woman.
The woman hustled, bustled, fussed and cleaned around her little home in preparation for the night time routines. She lived under the care of her brother for she was, as yet, unmarried. And by day she worked as a servant in one of the lower houses of an Egyptian official. When she got home to her little shanty town house every evening there was nothing much left to do except prepare for going back to work early the next morning. And so she hustled and bustled, fussed and cleaned the same way she did every night. As she was blowing out the lanterns for the evening she heard a knock on the little rustic, wooden door. Looking around at the other servants that she shared this little home with, she was struck with fear. No one raps on doors at this time of night very often. And when someone’s door was rapped a servant girl, or woman, was taken away to do some horrible night time tasks that no one spoke about. The rap sounded again. Not loud and demanding, but a soft knock as if someone was ...