When I awaked, I discerned by her countenance, that she was
extremely grieved. However, that she might not increase my
uneasiness, she said not a word. She called for jelly broth of fowl,
which she had ordered to be prepared, and made me eat and drink to
recruit my strength. After that, I offered to take leave of her, but
she declared I should not go out of her doors. Though you tell me
nothing of the matter, said she, I am persuaded I am the cause of
the misfortune that has befallen you. The grief that I feel upon
that score will quickly make an end of me; but before I die, I must
execute a design for your benefit. She had no sooner said the word
than she called for a judge and witnesses, and ordered a writing to
be drawn up, putting me in possession of her whole property. After
this was done, and every body dismissed, she opened a large trunk,
where lay all the purses I had given her from the commencement of
our amour. There they are all entire, said she; I have not touched
one of them: here is the key: take it, for all is yours. After I had
returned her thanks for her generosity and goodness: What I have
done for you, said she, is nothing; I shall not be satisfied unless
I die, to show how much I love you. I conjured her by all the powers
of love, to give up such a fatal resolution. But all my
remonstrances were ineffectual; she was so afflicted to see me have
but one hand, that she sickened, and died after five or six weeks’
illness.
After mourning for her death as long as was decent, I took
possession of all her estate, a particular account of which she gave
me before she died, and the corn you sold for me was part of it.
What I have now told you will plead my excuse for eating with my
left hand. I am highly obliged to you for the trouble you have given
yourself on my account. I can never sufficiently recompense your
fidelity. Since, thanks to God, I have still a competent estate,
notwithstanding I have spent a great deal, I beg you to accept of
the sum now in your hand, as a present from me. --Over and above
this, I have a proposal to make to you; since by reason of this
fatal accident I am obliged to depart from Cairo, I am resolved
never to see it more. If you choose to accompany me, we will trade
together as equal partners, and divide the profit.
I thanked the young man, said the Christian merchant, for the
present he had made me; and as to the proposal of travelling with
him, I willingly embraced it, assuring him, that his interest should
always be as dear to me as my own.
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