The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 08 (of 10)
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The Book of the Thousand Nights and a Night — Volume 08 (of 10)
Fairy tales; Tales -- Arab countries
should I have coin?" till the neighbours, who dwelt with him in that
place, hearing him crying and saying, "Go to men of wealth and take of
them," thought that thieves were torturing him, to get money from him,
and that he was praying for aidance. Accordingly they flocked to him
each armed with some weapon and finding the door of his lodging locked
and hearing him roaring out for help, deemed that the thieves had come
down upon him from the terrace-roof; so they fell upon the door and
burst it open. Then they entered and found him mother-naked and
bareheaded with body dripping blood, and altogether in a sad pickle; so
they asked him, "What is this case in which we find thee? Hast thou
lost thy wits and hath Jinn-madness betided thee this night?" And he
answered them, "Nay; but I have gold with me and I feared lest the
Caliph send to borrow of me and it were no light matter to give him
aught; yet, an I gave not to him 'tis only too sure that he would put
me to the torture; wherefore I arose to see if my skin were stick-proof
or not." When they heard these words they said to him, "May Allah not
assain thy body, unlucky madman that thou art! Of a surety thou art
fallen mad to-night! Lie down to sleep, may Allah never bless thee! How
many thousand dinars hast thou, that the Caliph should come and borrow
of thee?" He replied, "By Allah, I have naught but nine dinars." And
they all said, "By Allah, he is not otherwise than passing rich!" Then
they left him wondering at his want of wit, and Khalif took his cash
and wrapped it in a rag, saying to himself, "Where shall I hide all
this gold? An I bury it, they will take it, and if I put it out on
deposit, they will deny that I did so, and if I carry it on my
head,[FN#278] they will snatch it, and if I tie it to my sleeve, they
will cut it away." Presently, he espied a little breast-pocket in the
gown and said, "By Allah, this is fine! 'Tis under my throat and hard
by my mouth: if any put out his hand to hend it, I can come down on it
with my mouth and hide it in my throttle." So he set the rag containing
the gold in the pocket and lay down, but slept not that night for
suspicion and trouble and anxious thought. On the morrow, he fared
forth of his lodging on fishing intent and, betaking himself to the
river, went down into the water, up to his knees. Then he threw the net
and shook it with might and main; whereupon the purse fell down into
the stream. So he tore off gown and turband and plunged in after it,
saying, "There is no Majesty and there is no Might save in Allah, the
Glorious, the Great!" Nor did he give over diving and searching the
stream-bed, till the day was half spent, but found not the purse. Now
one saw him from afar diving and plunging and his gown and turband
lying in the sun at a distance from him, with no one by them; so he
watched him, till he dived again when he dashed at the clothes and made
off with them. Presently, Khalif came ashore and, missing his gown and
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