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comes yonder damsel in this plight?’ And they told her what had passed, adding, ‘Indeed, the thing is not of our choice; but our master commanded us to do this, and he is now absent on a journey.’ ‘O my children,’ said the old woman, ‘I have a request to make of you, and it is that you loose this unhappy woman of her bonds, till you know of your lord’s return, when do ye bind her again as she was; and you shall earn a reward from the Lord of all creatures.’ ‘We hear and obey,’ answered they and loosing Zumurrud, gave her to eat and drink.

Then said the old woman, ‘Would my leg had been broken, ere I entered your house!’ And she went up to Zumurrud and said to her, ‘O my daughter, take heart; God will surely bring thee relief.’ Then she told her [privily] that she came from her lord Ali Shar and appointed her to be on the watch that night, saying, ‘Thy lord will come to the bench under the gallery and whistle to thee; and when thou hearest him, do thou whistle back to him and let thyself down to him by a rope from the window, and he will take thee and go away.’ Zumurrud thanked the old woman, and the latter returned to Ali Shar and told him what she had done, saying, ‘Go to-night, at midnight, to such a quarter,—for the accursed fellow’s house is there and its fashion is thus and thus. Stand under the window of the upper chamber and whistle; whereupon she will let herself down to thee; then do thou take her and carry her whither thou wilt.’ He thanked her for her good offices and repeated the following verses, with the tears running down his cheeks:

Let censors cease to rail and chide and leave their idle prate: My body’s wasted and my heart weary and desolate;
And from desertion and distress my tears, by many a chain Of true traditions handed down, do trace their lineage straight.
Thou that art whole of heart and free from that which I endure Of grief and care, cut short thy strife nor question of my state.