Supplemental Nights to the Book of the Thousand and One Nights — Volume 3 (of 6) Part 1
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Supplemental Nights to the Book of the Thousand and One Nights — Volume 3 (of 6) Part 1
Fairy tales; Tales -- Arab countries
death, bethought him to take me and my husband alive. But we escaped
from his hands and fleeing under the murks of night to the sea-shore
found there a fisherman’s boat, which we entered thanking our stars and
launched it and floated far away on the current, unknowing whither
Destiny was directing us. On the third day we espied a vessel making us,
whereat we rejoiced with joy excessive, deeming her to be some
merchantman coming to our aidance. No sooner had it lain alongside,
however, than up there sprang five or six pirates,[247] each brandishing
a naked brand in hand, and boarding us tied our arms behind us and
carried us to their craft. They then tare the veil from my face and
forthwith desired to possess me, each saying to other, “I will enjoy
this wench.” On this wise wrangling and jangling ensued till right soon
it turned to battle and bloodshed, when moment by moment and one by one
the ravishers fell dead until all were slain save a single pirate, the
bravest of the band. Quoth he to me, “Thou shalt fare with me to Cairo
where dwelleth a friend of mine and to him will I give thee, for
erewhile I promised him that on this voyage I would secure for him a
fair woman for handmaid.” Then seeing my husband, whom the pirates had
left in bonds he exclaimed, “Who may be this hound? Is he to thee a
lover or a friend?” and I made answer “He is my wedded husband.” “’Tis
well,” cried he: “in very sooth it behoveth me to release him from the
bitter pangs of jealousy and the sight of thee enfolded in another’s
fond embrace.” Whereat the ruffian raised aloft the ill-fated Prince,
bound foot and hand, and cast him into the sea, while I shrieked aloud
and implored his mercy, but all in vain. Seeing the Prince struggling
and drowning in the waves I cried out and screamed and buffetted my face
and tare my hair and would fain have cast myself into the waters but I
could not, for he held me fast and lashed me to the mainmast. Then,
pursuing our course with favouring winds we soon arrived at a small
port-village where he bought camels and boy-slaves and journeyed on
towards Cairo; but when several stages of the road were left behind us,
the Abyssinian who dwelt in this castle suddenly overtook us. From afar
we deemed him to be a lofty tower, and when near us could hardly believe
him to be a human being.——And as the morn began to dawn Shahrazad held
her peace till
The end of the Five Hundred and Ninety-ninth Night.
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