Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales; Folklore -- Arab countries
As soon as he returned home, he, with his own hands, made a pyramid of
the fruit he had bought, and served it up himself to the lady, in a large
dish of the finest china ware, saying, Madam, be pleased to make choice
of some of this fruit, while a more solid entertainment, and more worthy
yourself, is made ready. He would fain have continued standing before
her; but she declared she would not touch any thing, unless he sat down
and ate with her. He obeyed; and when they had eaten some small matter,
Ganem observing that the lady’s veil, which she had laid down by her on a
sofa, was embroidered along the edge with golden letters, begged leave of
her to look upon that embroidery. The lady immediately took up the veil,
and delivered it to him, asking him whether he could read. Madam, replied
he, with a modest air, a merchant would be able to manage his business
very ill, if he could not at least read and write. Well then, said she,
read the words which are embroidered on that veil, which gives me an
opportunity of telling you my story.
Ganem took the veil, and read these words, ‘I am yours, and you are mine,
thou descendant from the prophet’s uncle.’ That descendant from the
prophet’s uncle was the caliph Haroun Alraschid, who then reigned, and
was descended from Abbas, Mahomet’s uncle.
When Ganem perceived the sense of these words, Alas! madam, said he, in a
melancholy tone, I have just saved your life, and this embroidery is my
death! I do not comprehend all the mystery; but it makes me too sensible
that I am the most unfortunate of men. Pardon the liberty I take, madam,
of telling you so much. It was impossible for me to see you without
giving you up my heart. You are not ignorant yourself, that it was not in
my power to refuse it to you; and that makes my presumption excusable. I
proposed to myself to move yours by my respect, my diligence, my
complaisance, my assiduity, my submission, and my constancy; and no
sooner had I flattered myself with that design, than I am robbed of all
my hopes. But be that as it will, I shall have the satisfaction of dying
entirely yours. Proceed, madam, I conjure you, to give me a full
information of my unhappy state.
He could not deliver those words without letting fall some tears. The
lady was moved, but was so far from being displeased at the declaration
he made, that she felt an inward joy, for her heart began to yield.
However, she concealed it; and, as if she had not regarded what Ganem
said, I would have been very cautious, answered she, of showing you my
veil, had I thought it would have made you so uneasy; and I do not
perceive that what I have to say to you can make your condition so
deplorable as you imagine.
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