وَلَمَّا فَصَلَتِ ٱلۡعِيرُ قَالَ أَبُوهُمۡ إِنِّي لَأَجِدُ رِيحَ يُوسُفَۖ لَوۡلَآ أَن تُفَنِّدُونِ
When the caravan departed their father had said: Truly I am conscious of the breath of Joseph, though ye call me dotard
Author: Mohammed Marmaduke William Pickthall