Then speaking as a Magus he told them that the blazing fire of the
drinking cup, the golden horns on the ram-headed man, and the blackness
of the soldier’s cloak all signified the Tower of Babylon. The King
and the ancient dwarf became very silent when my master spoke of the
tower. It was then that the Enchanter took the staff that was made of
two serpents twisting together into his right hand, and declared that
in order to make the dream of the tower cease to trouble him, the King
should sacrifice a black cock in the lowest place of the tower.
[Illustration]
Wine was brought us then, and my master and I drank, and this time no
bitterness had been put into the wine. We were given permission to
go, and we went from the palace.
As for the King and the ancient dwarf who was with him, they took
horses and they rode to the Tower of Babylon, the dwarf bringing with
him a black cock for the sacrifice. Harut and Marut, the sleeping
guardians of Babylon, they looked on, but they went past them
and within the tower. In the lowest place in the tower they made
preparations for the sacrifice of the black cock.
Zabulun and I sat in the market place and waited, for my master said to
me, “That which happens to the King, no matter how great it may be, he
will speak of it in the market. We shall wait here and see if the King
will come here on his way back from the tower.”
So in the market place we sat, my master and I. And in the tower the
King and the ancient dwarf took the black cock and fastened him by a
leg to a ring that was in a very light board in the floor. The cock,
fluttering upward, lifted the board. Looking down they saw a chamber
beneath. They went down into that chamber, the King and the ancient
dwarf, and behold! they found in it a treasure of silver pieces, each
piece marked with the mark of a King of the old times in Babylon.
Soon Zabulun, seated in the shade in the market place, showed me the
King and the ancient dwarf as they came amongst the throng. The King
seated himself in his special place and drank wine and ate cakes of
honey. My master, watching him from afar, knew that he talked about
the treasure he had found. For the dwarf who went with him opened a
leather bag and showed certain pieces that made those around them gape
in wonder.
Not long were the King and the ancient dwarf there before the Hour
of the Market came to its close. Those in the market left and went
to their homes. My master and I likewise departed. But those who had
listened to the King brought with them the memory of the wonder they
had been told about. A treasure was hidden beneath the tower--that was
the thought that now possessed every one. And when dusk had fallen
upon the city companies of men made their way toward the tower,
carrying with them spades and mattocks. The next day, when the King
came with the ancient dwarf, he found that all around the tower, and
all around the place where Harut and Marut slept, trenches and holes
had been dug.
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