Egypt -- Fiction; Mystery and detective stories; Short stories
But no sooner had I thus seated myself than a negro of gigantic
stature, and most hideous aspect, suddenly appeared from the shadow
of a door, and threw himself upon me, exclaiming:
"This is thine end, as it was written, O Ahzab the Merchant!"
By Allah! (whose name be exalted) I thought it was even as he said;
and none but myself had fallen into sudden dissolution, but that
everything slippery is not a pancake, and the jar that is struck may
yet escape unbroken.
So it befell that by great good fortune and by the exercise of my
agility and intelligence, I tripped the negro and his head came in
contact with the _mastabah_, and before he could recover himself, I
held to his ebony throat the blade of a razor which, by the mercy of
God, and because it was a custom of my profession, I carried in my
_kamar_.
"O thou dog!" I exclaimed, "prepare to depart to that utter darkness
and perdition that awaits assassins! For assuredly I am about to slay
thee!"
But he humbled himself to the ground before me, and embraced my feet,
crying:
"Have mercy, O my master! I but obeyed the commands!"
"Of whom, thou vile and unnamable vermin?" I asked of him.
"Of whom else but Abu-el-Hassan, the son of the Kadî! For hath he not
revealed to thee that for what has passed with Jullanar (Pomegranate
Flower), the daughter of the Walî, he will slay thee?"
"He hath revealed this to me?" I asked of him, astonished at his
words.
And he replied: "Thou knowest, master, it was by my hand that the
message was borne."
Whereupon I praised Allah (whose name be exalted) and spurned the
slave with my foot, saying:
"Depart, O thou black son of filth, and report that I am dead. I give
thee thy wretched life; depart!"
But when he had gone, I again lifted up my voice in thanksgiving. And
having come to my abode, I performed the preparatory ablution, and
recited the prayer of night-fall; after which I recited the chapters
"Ya-Sîn" (The Cow) and "Two Preventatives." For I perceived that this
was the true purport of my brother's absence, and that in his love
and affection he had resigned to me this affair, well knowing that I
should perish!
It was by the mercy of Allah, the Compassionate, the Merciful, that my
case was not as he had foreseen. The damsel called Jullanar, daughter
of the Walî, was famed from Cairo to the uttermost islands of China
for her elegance and loveliness, and I knew that my beloved could be
none other than she, and that Abu-el-Hassan, son of the Kadî, could be
none other than the betrothed chosen of her father the Walî.
I slept not that night, but passed the hours until sunrise reflecting
upon this matter, and upon the dangers which awaited my father's
handsome son on Friday. And I went not to the market on the next day,
but sent a message to my brother's steward saying that I was smitten
with sickness and enjoining him to acquaint the girl, who presently
would come, where I was to be found.
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