if he thought at all, believed that he was supreme.
Damma was queen of the feast, and Antar sat at her right hand, the only guest for although many others were present, they were only there for his amusement. There were music and song between every sumptuous course; but the best entertainment was reserved until the tables were cleared and borne away by strong hands. Then Damma and her lover withdrew to two high seats at one end of the court, and when the rest had clustered in a picturesque group at their feet, a great singer entered and sang to them with mellifluous voice a voluptuous song of love. He was followed by a young man and a beauteous maiden who, while bewitching music was softly played behind a heavy curtain, acted together a scene which caused Antar to often turn his passionate eyes in sympathy upon the lovely being beside him, and to press her hand which lay the while in his. The youth was a lover pleading, at first in vain, for a requital of his passion, the
