At this spectacle I cried out most hideously; I beat my head, my
face, and breast; I tore my clothes; I threw myself on the ground
with unspeakable sorrow and grief. Alas! I cried, there were only
some hours wanting to have put him out of that danger from which he
sought sanctuary here; and when I myself thought the danger past,
then I became his murderer, and verified the prediction. But, O
Lord! said I, lifting up my face and hands to heaven, I intreat thy
pardon, and if I be guilty of his death, let me not live any longer.
Scheherazade perceiving day, was obliged to break off this doleful
story. The sultan of the Indies was moved with it, and felt very
uneasy to think what would become of the calender after this; and
resolved that Scheherazade should not die that day, because she was
the only person that could resolve him.
FIFTY-SIXTH NIGHT.
Dinarzade awaked the sultaness next morning as usual. If you be not
asleep, sister, said she, pray tell us what passed after the death
of the young man. She went on as follows:
Madam, continued the third calender, addressing himself to Zobeide,
after this misfortune, I would have embraced death without any
reluctance, had it presented itself to me. But what we wish to
ourselves, whether good or bad, will not always happen.
Nevertheless, considering with myself that all my tears and sorrows
would not bring the young man to life again, and the forty days
being expired, I might be surprised by his father, I quitted the
subterranean dwelling, laid down the great stone upon the entry of
it, and covered it with earth.
I had scarce done, when casting my eyes upon the sea towards the
main land, I perceived the vessel coming to fetch home the young
man. I began then to consider what I had best do; I said to myself,
if I am seen by the old man, he will certainly lay hold of me, and
perhaps cause me to be massacred by his slaves when he has seen that
his son is killed: all that I can allege to justify myself will not
persuade him of my innocence. It is better for me then to withdraw,
since it is in my power, than to expose myself to his resentment.
There happened to be near that subterranean habitation a large tree
with thick leaves, which I thought fit to hide me in --I got up to
it, and was no sooner fixed in a place where I could not be seen,
than I saw the vessel come to the same place where she lay the first
time.
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