The Strand Magazine, Vol. 01, January 1891: An Illustrated MonthlyVarious
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The Strand Magazine, Vol. 01, January 1891: An Illustrated Monthly
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English literature -- Periodicals; Short stories, English -- Periodicals
"Sir," said he, "I ask your pardon for fainting in your presence; I know
that it is not good manners, and I entreat you to accept my elephant in
acknowledgment of all the kindness with which you have received me."
He then related his adventures, taking good care not to mention the
object of his journey. "But, in the name of Brahma," said he, "tell me
who is this happy Barbabou who is to be married to the Princess of
Cashmere, and why her father has chosen him for his son-in-law, and why
the Princess has accepted him for her husband."
"My lord," replied the gentleman of Cashmere, "the Princess is far from
having accepted him. On the contrary, she is drowned in tears, while the
province rejoices over her marriage. She is shut up in the Palace Tower,
and refuses to see any of the festivities prepared in her honour."
Rustem, on hearing this, felt new life in his soul, and the colour which
sorrow had faded came again into his cheeks.
"Then pray tell me," he continued, "why the Prince of Cashmere persists
in marrying her to Barbabou against her will."
"The facts are these," replied his friend. "Do you know that our august
Prince lost some time ago a diamond and a javelin, on which his heart
was greatly set?"
"I know it well," said Rustem.
"Then, I must tell you," said his host, "that the Prince, in despair at
hearing nothing of his two treasures, after searching for them all the
world over, promised his daughter in marriage to anyone who would bring
him either of them. Then Barbabou arrived and brought the diamond with
him; and he is to marry the Princess to-morrow."
Rustem turned pale. He muttered his thanks, took leave of his host, and
went off on his dromedary to the capital where the ceremony was to take
place. He reached the palace of the sovereign, announced that he had
matters of importance to communicate to him, and craved an audience. He
was told that the Prince was engaged in preparing for the wedding. "That
is the very reason," said he, "why I wish to speak to him." In short, he
was so urgent that he was admitted.
"My lord," said he, "may Heaven crown your days with glory and
magnificence! Your son-in-law is a rascal."
"A rascal! How dare you say so? Is that the way to speak to a Prince of
Cashmere of the son-in-law he has chosen?"
"Yes, a rascal," said Rustem. "And to prove it to your Highness, here is
your diamond, which I have brought back to you."
The Prince, in much amazement, compared the two diamonds, and, as he
knew nothing about gems, he could not tell which was the true one.
"Here are two diamonds," said he, "but I have only one daughter. I am in
a strange dilemma!"
Then he sent for Barbabou, and asked him whether he had not deceived
him. Barbabou swore that he had bought the diamond of an Armenian.
Rustem did not say from whom he had got his, but he proposed, as a
solution, that his Highness should allow him and his rival to fight in
single combat on the spot.
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