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The friend that offered to rise from his seat, seeing it was the steward,
and being somewhat curious to know what he had to say to Noureddin,
placed himself between the hangings and the door, where he plainly
overheard the steward’s discourse to his master. Sir, said the steward, I
ask a thousand pardons for my coming to disturb you in the height of your
joys; but this affair is of such importance, that I thought myself bound
in duty to acquaint you with it. I come, sir, to make up my last
accounts, and to tell you that what I all along foresaw, and have often
warned you of, is at last come to pass. Behold, sir, says he, (showing
him a small piece of money,) the remainder of all the sums I have
received from you during my stewardship; the other funds you were pleased
to assign me are all exhausted. The farmers, and those that owe you rent,
have made it so plainly appear to me that you have assigned over to
others whatever remains in their hands due to you, that it is impossible
for me to get any more from them upon your account. Here are my books; if
you please, examine them: and if you think fit to continue me in the
place I am now in, order me some other funds, or else give me leave to
quit your service. Noureddin was so astonished at this discourse, that he
gave him no manner of answer.
The friend who had been listening all this while, and had heard every
syllable of what the steward said, immediately came in and told the
company what he had lately overheard. It is your business, gentlemen,
says he, to make use of this caution; for my part, I declare it openly to
you, this is the last visit I design to make Noureddin. Nay, replied
they, if matters go thus, we have as little business here as you; and,
for the future, shall take care not to trouble him with our company.
Noureddin returned presently after; yet, notwithstanding his carrying it
pleasantly to his guests, by putting them into a merry humour again, he
could not so handsomely dissemble the matter but they plainly perceived
the truth of what they had been informed of. He was scarce sat down in
his place, when one of his friends rose up, saying, Sir, I am sorry I
cannot have the honour of your company any longer; and, therefore, I hope
you will excuse my rudeness of leaving you so soon. What urgent affair
have you, replied Noureddin, that obliges you to be going? My wife, sir,
said he, was brought to bed to-day, and upon such an occasion, you know a
husband’s company is very acceptable; so, making a very low bow, away he
went. A minute afterwards, a second took his leave upon another sham
excuse; and so one after another, till at last not one of those ten
friends that had hitherto kept Noureddin company, was left in the room.
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