Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
The vizier, who was well acquainted with the quick and violent
disposition of his master, hastened to obey him. He arrived at the
house of the ladies, and informed them, with as much politeness as
possible, of the orders he had received to conduct them to the
caliph; but did not hint at any thing relative to what passed the
night before.
The ladies immediately put on their veils, and went along with the
vizier, who, in passing his own door, called for the calenders. They
had just learnt that they had before seen the caliph, and had even
spoken to him without even knowing it was he. The vizier brought
them all to the palace, and executed his commission with so much
diligence, that the caliph was perfectly satisfied. This prince
ordered the ladies to stand behind the door-way, which led to his
own apartment, in order to preserve a certain decorum before the
officers of his household. He kept the three calenders near him, who
made it sufficiently apparent, by their respectful behaviour, that
they were not ignorant in whose presence they had the honour to
appear.
When the ladies were seated, the caliph turned himself towards them,
and said, “When I inform you, ladies, that I introduced myself to
you last night, disguised as a merchant, I shall without doubt cause
you some alarm: you are afraid, probably, that you offended me, and
you think, perhaps, that I have ordered you to come here only to
show you some marks of my resentment; but be of good courage, and be
assured that I have forgotten what is past, and that I am even very
well satisfied with your conduct. I wish that all the ladies of
Bagdad were possessed of as much sense as I have observed in you. I
shall always remember the moderation with which you conducted
yourselves after the incivility we were guilty of towards you. I was
then a simple merchant of Moussoul, but I am now Haroun Alraschid,
the seventh caliph of the glorious house of Abbas, which holds the
place of our great prophet. I have ordered you here only for the
sake of being informed who you are, and to inquire of you for what
reason one of you, after having ill-treated the two black dogs, wept
with them. Nor am I less curious to learn why the bosom of another
became so covered with scars.”
Though the caliph pronounced these words very distinctly, and the
three ladies understood them very well, the vizier Giafar, as was
the custom, did not fail to repeat them. The prince had no sooner
encouraged Zobeidè by this speech, which he addressed to her, than
she gave him the satisfaction he required, in the following manner.
THE HISTORY
OF ZOBEIDÈ.
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