Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales; Folklore -- Arab countries
Oh! my daughter, cries the vizier’s lady, quite transported with joy, you
have no reason in the world to believe my women have flattered you: I am
better skilled in beauty than they are; and, setting aside your dress,
which becomes you admirably well, you appear so much handsomer than you
did before your bathing, that I hardly knew you myself: if I thought the
bath was yet hot enough, I would willingly take my turn, for I am now of
an age that requires frequent use of it. Madam, replies the Fair Persian,
I have nothing to say to the undeserved civilities you have been pleased
to show me; but, as for the bath, it is wonderfully fine; and if you
design to go in, you must be quick, for there is no time to be lost, as
your women can inform you as well as I.
The vizier’s lady, considering that she had not bathed for some days
past, was willing to make use of that opportunity; and accordingly she
acquainted her women with her intention, who immediately prepared all
things necessary on such an occasion. The Fair Persian withdrew to her
apartment; and the vizier’s lady, before she went to bathe, ordered two
little slaves to stay with her, with a strict charge, that if Noureddin
came they should not give him admittance.
While the vizier’s lady was bathing, and the fair slave alone in her
apartment, in came Noureddin, and not finding his mother in her chamber,
went directly to the Fair Persian’s, where he found the two little slaves
in the antechamber: he asked them where his mother was. They told him, in
the bath. Where is the Fair Persian, then? replied Noureddin. In her
chamber, answered the slaves; but we have positive orders from your
mother not to let you go in.
The entrance into the Fair Persian’s chamber being only covered with a
piece of tapestry, Noureddin went to lift it up in order to go in, but
was opposed by the two slaves, who clapped themselves just before it on
purpose to stop his passage: he presently caught hold of both their arms,
and thrusting them out of the antechamber, locked the door upon them.
Away they immediately ran with a great outcry to the bath, and with
weeping eyes told their lady that Noureddin, having driven them away by
force, had got into the Fair Persian’s chamber.
The vizier’s lady received the astonishing news of her son’s presumption
with the greatest concern that could be: she immediately left off
bathing, and dressing herself with all possible speed, came directly to
the Fair Persian’s chamber; but before she could get thither, Noureddin
was fairly marched off.
The Fair Persian was extremely surprised to see the vizier’s lady enter
her chamber all in tears, and in the utmost confusion imaginable: Madam,
says she to her, may I presume to ask you the occasion of your concern;
and what accident has happened in the bath, that makes you leave it so
soon?
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