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saw entering the gate a young man, in shape like the willow wand, the comeliest and most accomplished of youths, save that his face was sallow and his form wasted. He came up to the tables and finding no seat vacant save before the dish of rice, sat down there; whereupon Zumurrud’s heart fluttered and observing him narrowly, she knew him for her lord Ali Shar and was like to have cried out for joy, but restrained herself, fearing disgrace before the folk. Her bowels were troubled and her heart throbbed; but she concealed that which she suffered.
Now the manner of his coming thither was on this wise. When he awoke and found himself lying on the bench outside the Christian’s house, with his head bare, he knew that some one had come upon him and robbed him of his turban, whilst he slept. So he spoke the word, which whoso saith shall never be confounded, that is to say, ‘Verily, we are God’s and to Him we return!’ and going back to the old woman’s house, knocked at the door. She came out and he wept before her, till he swooned away. When he came to himself, he told her all that had passed, and she blamed him and chid him for his heedlessness, saying, ‘Thou hast but thyself to thank for thine affliction and calamity.’ And she gave not over reproaching him, Night cccxxv.till the blood streamed from his nostrils and he again fainted away. When he revived, he saw her weeping over him; so he bewailed himself and repeated the following verses:
How bitter is parting to friends, and how sweet Reunion to lovers, for sev’rance that sigh!
May God all unite them and watch over me, For I’m of their number and like for to die.
The old woman mourned over him and said to him, ‘Sit here, whilst I go in quest of news and return to thee in haste.’ ‘I hear and obey,’ answered he. So she left him and was absent till midday, when she returned and
