Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
I was very much astonished at meeting so many people at the same
time who were not only blind of one eye, but had also lost the same
eye. While I was endeavouring to discover in my own mind for what
purpose, or by what circumstance they were thus collected together,
they accosted me; and showed signs of great joy at seeing me. After
the first compliments had passed, they inquired of me what brought
me there: I told them that my history was rather long; but if they
would take the trouble to sit down, I would afford them the
satisfaction they wished. They seated themselves, and I related to
them every thing that had happened to me, from the moment I had left
my own kingdom till that instant. This narration greatly excited
their surprise. When I had finished my story, they entreated me to
come with them into the castle. I accepted their offer, and passing
through a long suit of halls, antichambers, saloons, and cabinets,
all very well furnished, we came at length to a large and
magnificent apartment, where there were ten small blue sofas placed
in a circle, but unconnected, which served both to sit on and repose
during the day, and also to sleep upon in the night. In the midst of
this circle there was another sofa, less raised, but of the same
colour, upon which the old man, whom I have spoken of, sat, while
the young ones seated themselves upon the other ten. As each sofa
held only one person, one of the young men said to me, “sit down,
my friend, upon the carpet in the middle of this place; and do not
endeavour to inform yourself of any thing that regards us, nor the
reason why we are all blind of the right eye; be satisfied with what
you see, and do not carry your curiosity any farther. The old man
did not remain long seated: he got up and went out, but very soon
returned, bringing with him a supper for the ten young men; to each
of whom he distributed a certain portion. He gave me mine in the
same way, which, like the rest, I eat alone. As soon as it was
finished, the old man presented each of us with a cup of wine.
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