Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales; Folklore -- Arab countries
I know that very well, said Noureddin; it is not sherbet, but another
sort of liquor that we ask you for; and I am surprised at your not
understanding me. It is wine that I perceive you speak of, said Scheich
Ibrahim. You have hit right, replied Noureddin; and if you have any, pray
let us have a bottle: you know a bottle after supper is a very proper
companion to spend the hours with till bed-time.
Heaven defend me from keeping wine in my house, cried Scheich Ibrahim,
and from ever coming to a place where any is to be sold! A man as I am,
who has been a pilgrimage four times to Mecca, has renounced wine for
ever.
However, said Noureddin, you would do us a singular kindness in getting
us a little for our own drinking: and if it be not too much trouble, I
will put you in a way how you may do it, without ever going into the inn,
or so much as laying your hand upon the vessel that contains it. Upon
that condition, I will do it, replied Scheich Ibrahim; therefore pray let
me know how I am to manage it.
Why then, said Noureddin to him, we just now saw an ass tied at the
entrance of the garden, which certainly must be yours, and which you may
make use of in this extremity. Here are two pieces of gold more; take
them, and lead your ass with the panniers towards the next inn: you may
stand at as great a distance as you please; only give something to the
next passenger that comes by, and desire him to go with your ass to the
inn, there load him with two pitchers of wine, one in one pannier and
another in another, which he must pay for out of the money we have given
you; and so let him bring the ass back to you: you will have nothing to
do but drive the beast hither before you; for we will take the wine out
of the panniers; and by this means you will act nothing but what you may
do without any scruple at all.
The two last pieces of gold that Scheich Ibrahim was going to receive,
wrought wonderfully upon his temper. Ah! my son, cried he, after
Noureddin had done speaking, you have contrived the matter rarely; and
had it not been for your invention, I should never have found out a way
of getting you some wine, without a little scruple of conscience. Away he
went to execute the orders he had received; and upon his return, which
was in a little time, Noureddin went down stairs, and taking the wine out
of the panniers, carried it into the hall.
Scheich Ibrahim having led the ass back to the place from whence he took
him, came back again. Scheich Ibrahim, said Noureddin to him, we cannot
enough thank you for the trouble we have already given you; but, my
friend, we want something yet. What is that? replied Scheich Ibrahim; is
it anything that I can be farther serviceable to you in? Why, said
Noureddin, we have no cups to drink out of; and a little choice fruit, if
you have any, would be very acceptable to us. Do but say what you have a
mind to, replied Scheich Ibrahim, and you shall have every thing to your
heart’s content.
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