The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 01 (of 10)
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The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 01 (of 10)
Fairy tales -- Arab countries; Folklore -- Arab countries
danger and am saved from him whose name is Ajib bin Khazib, I will make
my father reward thee and send thee home healthy and wealthy; and, if I
die, then my blessing be upon thee." I answered, "May the day never
dawn on which evil shall betide thee; and may Allah make my last day
before thy last day!" Then I set before him somewhat of food and we
ate; and I got ready perfumes for fumigating the hall, wherewith he was
pleased. Moreover I made him a Mankalah-cloth;[270] and we played and
ate sweetmeats and we played again and took our pleasure till
nightfall, when I rose and lighted the lamps, and set before him
somewhat to eat, and sat telling him stories till the hours of darkness
were far spent. Then he lay down to rest and I covered him up and
rested also. And thus I continued to do, O my lady for days and nights,
and affection for him took root in my heart and my sorrow was eased,
and I said to myself, The astrologers lied[271] when they predicted
that he should be slain by Ajib bin Khazib: by Allah, I will not slay
him. I ceased not ministering to him and conversing and carousing with
him and telling him all manner tales for thirty-nine days. On the
fortieth night[272] the youth rejoiced and said, "O my brother,
Alhamdolillah!—praise be to Allah—who hath preserved me from death and
this is by thy blessing and the blessing of thy coming to me; and I
pray God that He restore thee to thy native land. But now, O my
brother, I would thou warm me some water for the Ghusl-ablution and do
thou kindly bathe me and change my clothes." I replied, "With love and
gladness;" and I heated water in plenty and carrying it in to him
washed his body all over, the washing of health,[273] with meal of
lupins[274] and rubbed him well and changed his clothes and spread him
a high bed whereon he lay down to rest, being drowsy after bathing.
Then said he, "O my brother, cut me up a water-melon, and sweeten it
with a little sugar-candy."[275] So I went to the store-room and
bringing out a fine water-melon I found there, set it on a platter and
laid it before him saying, "O my master hast thou not a knife?" "Here
it is," answered he, "over my head upon the high shelf." So I got up in
haste and taking the knife drew it from its sheath; but my foot slipped
in stepping down and I fell heavily upon the youth holding in my hand
the knife which hastened to fulfil what had been written on the Day
that decided the destinies of man, and buried itself, as if planted, in
the youth's heart. He died on the instant. When I saw that he was slain
and knew that I had slain him, maugre myself, I cried out with an
exceeding loud and bitter cry and beat my face and rent my raiment and
said, "Verily we be Allah's and unto Him we be returning, O Moslems! O
folk fain of Allah! there remained for this youth but one day of the
forty dangerous days which the astrologers and the learned had foretold
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