Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales; Folklore -- Arab countries
Mesrour, who expected the nurse’s report would prove favourable on his
side, was very much mortified to find it so much the contrary. He was so
vexed at the rage Zobeide expressed against him, for a thing he believed
to be very true, that he was glad of having an opportunity of speaking
his mind freely to the nurse, which he durst not do to the princess. Old
toothless, said he to the nurse, thou tellest lies, and there is no truth
in what thou sayest; for I saw Nouz-hatoul-aonadat, with these eyes, laid
out in the midst of the room.
Thou art a notorious liar thyself, replied the nurse, with an insulting
air, to dare to maintain before my face so great a falsity, since I saw
Abon Hassan dead, and laid out, and left his wife alive. Thou art an
impostor, replied Mesrour, and endeavourest to put us all into confusion.
There is impudence for you, said the nurse, to dare to tell me I lie, in
the presence of their majesties, when I saw just now, with my own eyes,
what I have had the honour to tell them. Indeed, nurse, answered Mesrour
again, you had better hold your tongue, for you certainly dote.
Zobeide, who could not support this want of respect in Mesrour, who,
without any regard to her, treated her nurse injuriously, without giving
the nurse time to reply to so gross an affront, said to the caliph,
Commander of the Faithful, I demand justice for this insolence in our
presence; and could say no more, she was so enraged, and burst out into
tears.
The caliph, who had heard all this dispute, thought it very intricate,
and mused some time, and could not tell what to think of so many
contradictions. The princess, for her part, as well as Mesrour, the
nurse, and all the women slaves who were present, were as much puzzled,
and remained silent. At last the caliph taking up the cudgels, and
addressing himself to Zobeide, said, I see very well we are all liars;
myself first, and then you, Mesrour, and your nurse; or at least it seems
not one can be believed before the other: therefore, let us go ourselves
to know the truth; for I can see no other way to clear up these doubts.
After these words the caliph got up, the princess followed him, and
Mesrour went before to open the doors. Commander of the Faithful, said
he, I am overjoyed that your majesty has taken this course, and much
more, when I shall make it plainly appear that the nurse dotes, though
the expression is displeasing to my good mistress.
The nurse, who wanted not to reply, said, Hold thy tongue, black face;
thou dotest thyself.
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