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Their hearts failed them for fear. He ascended the throne, and causing
the grand vizier to draw near, said, Hassan, I have some orders for you:
go immediately, take a thousand of my guards, and seize all the princes
my sons; shut them up in the tower appointed for a prison for murderers;
and let this be done in a moment. All that were present quaked at the
hearing of this surprising command; and the grand vizier, without
answering one word, laid his hand on his head, to express his obedience,
and went out of the presence to execute his orders, which were very
surprising to him. In the mean time, the king dismissed those who
attended to desire audience, and declared he would not despatch any
business for a month to come. He was still in the presence-chamber, when
the vizier returned. Are all my sons, said that prince, in the tower?
They are, sir, answered the vizier; I have obeyed your orders. This is
not all, replied the king, I have farther commands for you; and so
saying, he went out of the presence-chamber, and returned to Pirouze’s
apartment, with the vizier following him. He asked that princess where
Codadad’s widow had taken up her lodging. Pirouze’s women told him; for
the surgeon had not forgot that in his relation. Then the king, turning
to his minister, Go, said he, to that caravansary, and bring a young
princess, who lodges there; but treat her with all the respect due to her
quality.
The vizier was not backward in performing what he was ordered. He mounted
on horseback, with all the emirs and courtiers, and repaired to the
caravansary where the princess of Deryabar was, whom he acquainted with
his orders, and presented her, from the king, a fine white mule, whose
saddle and bridle were adorned with gold, rubies, and diamonds. She
mounted it, and went to the palace, attended by all those great men. The
surgeon bore her company, mounted on a sprightly Tartar horse which the
vizier had provided for him. All the people were at their windows, or in
the streets, to see that noble cavalcade; and it being given out that the
princess, whom they conducted in such state to court, was Codadad’s wife,
the city resounded with acclamations, the air rang with shouts of joy,
which would certainly have been turned into lamentations, had that
prince’s fatal adventure been known; so much was he beloved by all men.
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