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
round me, and what have I had to do with you?"; and they answered, "We
found thee lying here asleep during the call to dawn-prayer and this is
all we know of the matter, but where diddest thou lie last night?"[434]
"By Allah, O good people," replied he, "I lay last night in Cairo."
Said somebody, "Thou hast surely been eating Hashísh;"[435] and
another, "He is a fool;" and a third, "He is a _citrouille_;" and a
fourth asked him, "Art thou out of thy mind? thou sleepest in Cairo and
thou wakest in the morning at the gate of Damascus-city!"[436] Cried
he, "By Allah, my good people, one and all, I lie not to you: indeed I
lay yesternight in the land of Egypt and yesternoon I was at Bassorah."
Quoth one, "Well! well!"; and quoth another, "Ho! ho!"; and a third,
"So! so!"; and a fourth cried, "This youth is mad, is possessed of the
Jinni!" So they clapped hands at him and said to one another, "Alas,
the pity of it for his youth: by Allah a madman! and madness is no
respecter of persons." Then said they to him, "Collect thy wits and
return to thy reason! How couldest thou be in Bassorah yesterday and in
Cairo yesternight and withal awake in Damascus this morning?" But he
persisted, "Indeed I was a bridegroom in Cairo last night." "Belike
thou hast been dreaming," rejoined they, "and sawest all this in thy
sleep." So Hasan took thought for a while and said to them, "By Allah,
this is no dream; nor vision-like doth it seem! I certainly was in
Cairo where they displayed the bride before me, in presence of a third
person, the Hunchback groom who was sitting hard by. By Allah, O my
brother, this be no dream, and if it were a dream, where is the bag of
gold I bore with me and where are my turband and my robe, and my
trousers?" Then he rose and entered the city, threading its highways
and by-ways and bazar-streets; and the people pressed upon him and
jeered at him, crying out "Madman! madman!" till he, beside himself
with rage, took refuge in a cook's shop. Now that Cook had been a
trifle too clever, that is, a rogue and thief; but Allah had made him
repent and turn from his evil ways and open a cook-shop; and all the
people of Damascus stood in fear of his boldness and his mischief. So
when the crowd saw the youth enter his shop, they dispersed being
afraid of him, and went their ways. The Cook looked at Badr al-Din and,
noting his beauty and loveliness, fell in love with him forthright and
said, "Whence comest thou, O youth? Tell me at once thy tale, for thou
art become dearer to me than my soul." So Hasan recounted to him all
that had befallen him from beginning to end (but in repetition there is
no fruition) and the Cook said, "O my lord Badr al-Din, doubtless thou
knowest that this case is wondrous and this story marvellous;
therefore, O my son, hide what hath betided thee, till Allah dispel
what ills be thine; and tarry with me here the meanwhile, for I have no
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