"I shall never be able to go on, your highness; consider one moment how harmless my _says I's_ are to the detestable _you knows_ of Ali. That's what I always told him `Ali,' _says I_, `if you only knew,' _says I_, `how annoying you are! Why there,' _says I_--" At this moment the blow of the scimitar fell, and the head of Hussan rolled upon the floor; the lips, from the force of habit, still quivering in their convulsions with the motioning which would have produced _says I_, if the channel of sound had not been so effectually interrupted. "That story's ended!" observed the pacha in a rage. "Of all the nuisances I ever encountered, these two men have beat them all. Allah forbid that I should again meet with a _says I_, or _you know_!" "Your highness is all wisdom," observed Mustapha; "may such ever be the fate of those who cannot tell their stories without saying what they said." The pacha, irritated at his disappointment, and little soothed by the remark of Mustapha, without making any answer to it was about to retire to his harem, when Mustapha, with a low salaam, informed him that the renegade was in attendance to relate his Second Voyage, if he might be permitted to kiss the dust in his presence. "Khoda shefa midehed-- God gives relief," replied the pacha, as he resumed his seat: "let him approach." The renegade entered; and having paid the customary obeisance, took his seat, and commenced the narrative of his Second Voyage:-- ------------------------------------------------------------------------