My master, having received this message, paid heed to what was said
in it, for the King who sent it was renowned for his wisdom. He made
up his mind to sacrifice the possession that was dearest to him so
that he might remain great and prosperous. And the possession that he
considered dearest was the ring that he wore with the great emerald
in it. He went down to the seaboard taking me with him, for he would
let none of the forty men know what he was about to do, and he took a
boat and he went, I being with him, over the depths of the sea. Then
he drew from off his finger the ring that had the great emerald in it,
and he let it drop down into the depths of the sea. Afterward he sent a
message back to the King, his friend, saying that he had paid the price
before it was exacted of him, and that his prosperity now would never
fail, and that men would ever swear by his good fortune.
After that he and his forty men went forth and won more plunder than
ever they had won before. Also more men came from far and near,
bringing him presents and promising him obedience.
And now, being so prosperous and so feared, my master planned to attack
a city and make himself the master of the King’s treasure. He told his
plan to his forty men and they rejoiced one and all, and they talked to
each other as if that treasure was already in their hands. I prepared
the meal that was to be given him before he collected his men for the
march.
The meal was of fish. The fisherman who had just come from the sea
laid his net before me and I took out of it an exceedingly large and
beautiful fish. I divided the fish and began to make it clean. I found
within the fish something it had swallowed. It was a ring. And when I
cleaned the ring I found that it was of gold and that in it was a most
precious stone--a stone of emerald.
I brought the fish to my master cooked. And to make him rejoice I
brought at the same time the ring to him. I told him that for the ring
he had dropped into the depths of the sea another ring had come back to
him, and that this was on account of the great good fortune that was
ever with him.
He took the ring from me and he looked it all over. He cried out that
this was not another ring but the same ring, and that the characters
of his name were engraved upon it. And he said that it was by no means
on account of his good fortune that this ring had come back to him.
Thereupon he rose up and went outside, and gave command to his band
that they were to disarm themselves and tie up their horses, and hold
themselves back from making any attack that day. He then went into his
tent and sat at the darkest part of it, his purple beard touching the
ground, and all the while lamenting that his dearest possession had
come back to him out of the depths of the sea.
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