When the porter had done, Zobeide said to him, Go, march, let us see
you no more here. Madam, replied the porter, I beg you to let me
stay: it would not be just, after the rest have had the pleasure to
hear my history, that I should not also have the satisfaction to
hear their’s. And, having spoken thus, sat down at the end of the
sofa, glad at heart to have escaped the danger that had frightened
him so much. After him, one of the three calenders, directing his
speech to Zobeide, as the principal of the three ladies, and the
person that commanded him to speak, began his story thus:--
The History of the First Calender, a King’s Son.
Madam, in order to inform you how I lost my right eye, and why I was
obliged to put myself into a calender’s habit, I must tell you,
that I am a king’s son born: the king my father had a brother that
reigned, as he did, over a neighbouring kingdom; and the prince his
son and I were nearly of the same age.
After I had learned my exercises, and the king my father granted me
such liberty as suited my dignity, I went regularly every year to
see my uncle, at whose court I amused myself for a month or two, and
then returned again to my father’s. These several journies
cemented a firm and intimate friendship between the prince my cousin
and myself. The last time I saw him he received me with greater
demonstrations of tenderness than he had done at any time before;
and, resolving one day to give me a treat, he made great
preparations for that purpose. We continued a long time at table;
and after we had both supped, Cousin, said he, you will hardly be
able to guess how I have been employed since your last departure
from hence, now about a year past. I have had a great many men at
work to perfect a design I have in my mind: I have caused an edifice
to be built, which is now finished so as to be habitable; you will
not be displeased if I show it you. But first you are to promise me,
upon oath, that you will keep my secret, according to the confidence
I repose in you.
The affection and familiarity that subsisted between us would not
allow me to refuse him any thing. I very readily took the oath
required of me: upon which he said to me, Stay here till I return
--I will be with you in a moment; and accordingly he came with a
lady in his hand, of singular beauty, and magnificently apparelled.
He did not intimate who she was, neither did I think it was polite
in me to inquire. We sat down again with this lady at table, where
we continued some time, conversing upon indifferent subjects, and
now and then filling a glass to each other’s health. After which
the prince said, Cousin, we must lose no time; therefore pray oblige
me by taking this lady along with you, and conducting her to such a
place, where you will see a tomb newly built in form or a dome. You
will easily know it, the gate is open; go in there together, and
tarry till I come, which will be very speedily.
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