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
She resumed, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that Nur al-Din
said to the ancient druggist, "The damsel is of the children of the
Franks;" and the Shaykh said, "O my son, the best of the girls of the
Franks are to be had in this our town for an hundred dinars, and by
Allah, O my son, they have cheated thee in the matter of this damsel!
However, an thou have taken a fancy to her, lie with her this night and
do thy will of her and to-morrow morning go down with her to the market
and sell her, though thou lose by her two hundred dinars, and reckon
that thou hast lost them by shipwreck or hast been robbed of them on
the road." Nur al-Din replied, "Right is thy rede, O uncle, but thou
knowest that I had but the thousand dinars wherewith I purchased the
damsel, and now I have not a single dirham left to spend; so I desire
of thy favour and bounty that thou lend me fifty dirhams, to provide me
withal, till to-morrow, when I will sell her and repay thee out of her
price." Said the old man, "Willingly, O my son," and counted out to him
the fifty dirhams. Then he said to him, "O my son, thou art but young
in years and the damsel is fair, so belike thy heart will be taken with
her and it will be grievous to thee to vend her. Now thou hast nothing
to live on and these fifty dirhams will readily be spent and thou wilt
come to me and I shall lend thee once and twice and thrice, and so on
up to ten times; but, an thou come to me after this, I will not return
thy salam[FN#473] and our friendship with thy father will end ill." Nur
al-Din took the fifty dirhams and returned with them to the damsel, who
said to him, "O my lord, wend thee at once to the market and fetch me
twenty dirhams' worth of stained silk of five colours and with the
other thirty buy meat and bread and fruit and wine and flowers." So he
went to the market and purchasing for her all she sought, brought it to
her, whereupon she rose and tucking up her sleeves, cooked food after
the most skilful fashion, and set it before him. He ate and she ate
with him, till they had enough, after which she set on the wine, and
she drank and he drank, and she ceased not to ply him with drink and
entertain him with discourse, till he became drunken and fell asleep.
Thereupon she arose without stay or delay and taking out of her bundle
a budget of Táifí leather,[FN#474] opened it and drew forth a pair of
knitting needles, wherewith she fell to work and stinted not till she
had made a beautiful zone, which she folded up in a wrapper after
cleaning it and ironing it, and laid it under her pillow. Then she
doffed her dress till she was mother-naked and lying down beside Nur
al-Din shampoo'd him till he awoke from his heavy sleep. He found by
his side a maiden like virgin silver, softer than silk and delicater
than a tail of fatted sheep, than standard more conspicuous and
goodlier than the red camel,[FN#475] in height five feet tall with
breasts firm and full, brows like bended bows, eyes like gazelles' eyes
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