Arabs -- Folklore; Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Tales -- Arab countries
The Queen of Beauty went with joy to execute the commands of her
father, who began to place all the things in the hall in the same
way as they were when Bedreddin Hassan was there with the hunchback
groom of the sultan of Egypt. As he read the writing, his servants
put each piece of furniture in its place. The throne was not
forgotten, nor the lighted flambeaux. When every thing was prepared
in the hall, the vizier entered the chamber of his daughter, where
he placed the dress of Bedreddin, together with the purse of
sequins. This being done, he said to the Queen of Beauty, “Undress
yourself, my daughter, and go to bed; and when Bedreddin comes into
this chamber, begin to complain of his having been out too long a
time, and tell him, that you were much surprised when you awoke, not
to find him by your side. Press him to return to bed, and to-morrow
morning you will entertain your mother-in-law and me with the
account of what passed in the night.” At these words he went out
of his daughter’s chamber, and left her to retire to bed.
Schemseddin commanded all the servants to go out of the hall,
excepting only two or three whom he wished to remain, and gave
directions for them to take Bedreddin out of the case, to put him on
a shirt and drawers, and in that state to bring him into the hall,
where they were to leave him alone, and shut the door. Bedreddin
Hassan, although in so unhappy a condition, had fallen so sound
asleep, that the servants of the vizier took him out of the case,
and put on his shirt and drawers, without waking him; and then
carried him so quickly into the hall, that they did not give him
time to recollect himself. When he found himself alone in the hall,
he looked around him, and the things he saw reminding him of his
marriage, he perceived with astonishment, on a closer inspection,
that this was the same hall in which he had seen the hunchback
groom. His surprise increased, when drawing near to the door of a
chamber, which he found open, he saw his clothes in the same spot
where he remembered to have placed them on the night of his
nuptials. “Great God,” said he, rubbing his eyes, “am I asleep
or awake?”
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