94وَلَمّا فَصَلَتِ العيرُ قالَ أَبوهُم إِنّي لَأَجِدُ ريحَ يوسُفَ ۖ لَولا أَن تُفَنِّدونِAisha BewleyAnd when the caravan went on its way, their father said, ‘I can smell Yusuf’s scent! You probably think I have become senile.’