They relate, O Ifrit, that in a certain city were two men who dwelt in adjoining houses, having a common wall between them; and one of them envied the other and looked on him with an evil eye, and did his utmost to injure him; and although at all times he was jealous of his neighbour, his malice at last grew upon him until he could hardly eat or enjoy the sweet pleasures of sleep. But the Envied did nothing except prosper; and the more the other strove to injure him, the more he gained and throve. At last the Envied learned of his neighbour's malice and the man's constant efforts to work him harm; so he said, "By God! God's earth is wide enough for all people;" and, leaving the neighbourhood, he went to another city where he bought himself a piece of land on which stood a dried-up well, old and in ruinous condition. Here he built himself an oratory and, furnishing it with a few necessaries, took up his abode within it, and devoted himself to prayer and worship of Allah Almighty; and ascetics and holy mendicants flocked to him from all quarters; and his fame spread throughout the city and the countryside. Presently, the news reached his envious neighbour of what good fortune had befallen him and how the city notables had become his disciples; so he travelled to the place and presented himself at the holy man's hermitage, and was met by the Envied with welcome, greeting, and all honour. Then the Envier said, "I have a word to say to you; and this is the cause of my coming here, and I wish to give you good news; so come with me to your cell."

Thereupon the Envied arose and took the Envier by the hand, and they went into the innermost part of the hermitage; but the Envier said, "Tell your ascetics to retire to their cells, for I will not tell you what I have to say except in secret where none may hear us." Accordingly the Envied said to his ascetics, "Retire to your private cells;" and when all had done as he ordered, he set out with his visitor and walked a little way until the two reached the ruinous old well. And as they stood upon the brink the Envier gave the Envied a push which tumbled him headlong into it, unseen by anyone; whereupon he went forth and went his way, thinking he had slain him. Now this well happened to be haunted by the Jinn, who, seeing what happened, bore him up and let him down little by little until he reached the bottom, when they seated him upon a large stone. Then one of them asked his fellows, "Do you know who this man is?" and they answered, "No." "This man," continued the speaker, "is the one called the Envied, who, fleeing from the Envier, came to dwell in our city and here founded this holy house, and he has instructed us by his litanies and his recitations of the Koran; but the Envier set out and journeyed until he found him again, and cunningly contrived to deceive him and cast him into the well where we are now.

But the fame of this good man has this very night come to the Sultan of our city, who designs to visit him tomorrow on account of his daughter." "What afflicts his daughter?" asked one, and another answered, "She is possessed by a spirit; for Maymun, son of Damdam, is madly in love with her; but if this pious man knew the remedy, her cure would be as easy as could be." Thereupon one of them inquired, "And what is the medicine?" and he replied, "The black tom cat which is with him in the oratory has, on the end of his tail, a white spot the size of a dirham; let him pluck seven white hairs from the spot, then let him fumigate her with them and the Marid will flee from her and not return; so she shall be sane for the rest of her life." All this took place, O Ifrit, within earshot of the Envied, who listened carefully.

When dawn broke and morning arose bright and shining, the ascetics went to seek the Shaykh and found him climbing up the wall of the well; by which he was magnified in their eyes. Then, knowing that nothing except the black tomcat could supply him with the remedy required, he plucked the seven tail hairs from the white spot and laid them by him, and hardly had the sun risen before the Sultan entered the hermitage with the great lords of his realm, ordering the rest of his retinue to remain standing outside. The Envied gave him a hearty welcome, and seating him by his side asked him, "Shall I tell you the cause of your coming?" The King answered, "Yes." He continued, "You have come under the pretext of a visit; but your heart is troubled about your daughter." The King replied, "It is even so, O you holy Shaykh;" and the Envied continued, "Send and bring her, and I trust to heal her immediately, if Allah wills it!" The King in great joy sent for his daughter, and they brought her bound and fettered. The Envied made her sit down behind a curtain and, taking out the hairs, fumigated her with them; whereupon that which was in her head cried out and departed from her. The girl was at once restored to her right mind and, veiling her face, said, "What has happened and who brought me here?"

The Sultan rejoiced with a joy that nothing could exceed, and kissed his daughter's eyes and the holy man's hand; then, turning to his great lords, he asked, "How say you! What fee does he deserve who has made my daughter whole?" and all answered, "He deserves her as his wife;" and the King said, "You speak truth!" So he married her to him and the Envied thus became the King's son-in-law. And after a little the Wazir died and the King said, "Whom can I make Minister in his stead?" "Your son-in-law," replied the courtiers. So the Envied became a Wazir; and after a while the Sultan also died and the subjects said, "Whom shall we make King?" and all cried, "The Wazir." So the Wazir was directly made Sultan, and he became King regnant, a true ruler of men. One day as he had mounted his horse and, in the eminence of his kingship, was riding among his Emirs and Wazirs and the Grandees of his realm, his eye fell upon his old neighbour, the Envier, who stood on foot on his path; so he turned to one of his ministers and said, "Bring here that man and show him no harshness."

The minister brought him and the King said, "Give him a thousand miskals of gold from the treasury, and load him ten camels with goods for trade, and send him under escort to his own town." Then he bade his enemy farewell and sent him away and refused to punish him for the many and great evils he had done. See, O Ifrit, the mercy of the Envied to the Envier, who had hated him from the beginning and had borne him such bitter malice and never met him without causing him trouble; and had driven him from house and home, and then had journeyed for the sole purpose of taking his life by throwing him into the well. Yet he did not repay his injurious treatment but forgave him and was generous to him. Then I wept before him, O my lady, with bitter weeping, never was there more bitter, and I recited:—

"Pardon my fault, for 'tis the wise man's wont All faults to pardon and revenge forgo: In truth all manner faults in me contain Then deign of goodness mercy grace to show: whoever implors pardon from on High Should hold his hand from sinners here below."

The Ifrit said, "Do not prolong your words! As to my slaying you, fear not; and as to my pardoning you, hope not; but from my bewitching you there is no escape." Then he tore me from the ground, which closed under my feet, and flew with me into the sky until I saw the earth as a large white cloud or a saucer in the midst of the waters. Presently, he set me down on a mountain, and taking a little dust, over which he muttered some magical words, sprinkled it on me, saying, "Abandon that shape and take on the shape of an ape!" And in an instant I became an ape, a tailless baboon, the son of a century. Now when he had left me and I saw myself in this ugly and hateful shape, I wept for myself, but resigned my soul to the tyranny of Time and Circumstance, knowing well that Fortune is fair and constant to no man.

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I descended the mountain and found at its foot a desert plain, long and broad, which I travelled for the space of a month until my course brought me to the brink of the salt sea. After standing there awhile, I was aware of a ship in the distance which ran before a fair wind making for the shore. I hid myself behind a rock on the beach and waited until the ship drew near, when I leaped on board. I found her full of merchants and passengers and one of them cried, "O Captain, this ill-omened brute will bring us bad luck!" And another said, "Turn this ill-omened beast out from among us;" the Captain said, "Let us kill it!" Another said, "Slay it with the sword;" a third, "Drown it;" and a fourth, "Shoot it with an arrow." But I sprang up and laid hold of the Captain's garment, and shed tears which poured down my face. The Captain took pity on me and said, "O merchants! This ape has appealed to me for protection and I will protect him; henceforth he is under my charge: so let none do him any hurt or harm, otherwise there will be bad blood between us."

Then he treated me kindly and whatever he said I understood and ministered to his every want and served him as a servant, though my tongue would not obey my wishes; so that he came to love me. The vessel sailed on, the wind being fair, for the space of fifty days; at the end of which we cast anchor under the walls of a great city in which was a multitude of people, especially learned men, none could tell their number except Allah. No sooner had we arrived than we were visited by certain Mameluke officials from the King of that city; who, after boarding us, greeted the merchants and wishing them joy of safe arrival, said, "Our King welcomes you and sends you this roll of paper, upon which each and every one of you must write a line. For you shall know that the King's Minister, a renowned calligrapher, is dead and the King has sworn a solemn oath that he will make no one Wazir in his stead who cannot write as well as he could." He then gave us the scroll which measured ten cubits long by one cubit in breadth, and each of the merchants who knew how to write wrote a line upon it, even to the last of them; after which I stood up (still in the shape of an ape) and snatched the roll out of their hands. They feared lest I should tear it or throw it overboard; so they tried to stop me and scare me, but I signalled to them that I could write, at which all marvelled, saying, "We never yet saw an ape write."

And the Captain cried, "Let him write; and if he scribbles carelessly we will throw him out and kill him; but if he writes beautifully and in scholarly fashion I will adopt him as my son; for surely I never yet saw a more intelligent and well-mannered ape than he. Would that my real son were his match in morals and manners." I took the reed and, stretching out my paw, dipped it in ink and wrote, in the hand used for letters, these two couplets:—

Time has recorded gifts she gave the great; But none recorded yours which be far higher; Allah never orphan men by loss of you Who be of Goodness mother, Bounty's sire.

And I wrote in Rayháni or larger letters elegantly curved: —

You have a reed of counsel to every land, Whose driving causes all the world to thrive; Nil is the Nile of Misraim by your boons Who make misery smile with fingers five.

Then I wrote in the Suls character: —

There be no writer who from Death shall fleet, But what his hand has writ men shall repeat: Write, therefore, nothing save what shall serve you when You see't on Judgment Day an so you see't!

Then I wrote in the character Naskh:

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When to sore parting Fate our love shall doom, To distant life by Destiny decreed We cause the inkhorn's lips to 'plain our pains, And tongue our utterance with the talking reed.

And I wrote in the Túmár character: —

Kingdom with none endures; if you deny This truth, where be the Kings of earlier earth? Set trees of goodliness while rule endures, And when you are fallen they shall tell your worth.

And I wrote in the character Muhakkak: —

When oped the inkhorn of your wealth and fame Take ink of generous heart and gracious hand; Write brave and noble deeds while write you can And win you praise from point of pen and brand.

Then I gave the scroll to the officials and, after we all had written our line, they carried it before the King. When he saw the paper, no writing pleased him except mine; and he said to the assembled courtiers, "Go seek the writer of these lines and dress him in a splendid robe of honour; then mount him on a she-mule, let a band of music precede him and bring him to my presence." At these words they smiled and the King was angry with them and cried, "O cursed ones! I give you an order and you laugh at me?" "O King," they replied, "if we laugh, it is not at you and not without cause." "And what is it?" he asked; and they answered, "O King, you order us to bring to your presence the man who wrote these lines; now the truth is that he who wrote them is not of the sons of Adam, but an ape, a tailless baboon, belonging to the ship captain." He said, "Is this true of which you speak?" They said, "Yes! By the rights of your munificence!" The King marvelled at their words and shook with laughter and said, "I am minded to buy this ape from the Captain."

Then he sent messengers to the ship with the mule, the dress, the guard and the ceremonial drums, saying, "Nevertheless, dress him in the robe of honour and mount him on the mule and let him be surrounded by the guards and preceded by the band of music." They came to the ship and took me from the Captain and robed me in the robe of honour and, mounting me on the she-mule, carried me in a grand procession through the streets; while the people were amazed and amused. And folk said to one another, "Hallo! Is our Sultan about to make an ape his Minister?"; and came eagerly crowding to gaze at me, and the town was astir and turned topsy-turvy on my account. When they brought me before the King and set me in his presence, I kissed the ground before him three times, and once before the High Chamberlain and great officers, and he bade me be seated, and I sat respectfully on my shins and knees, and all who were present marvelled at my fine manners, and the King most of all. Thereupon he ordered the subjects to retire; and when none remained except the King's majesty, the Eunuch on duty and a little white slave, he bade them set before me a table of food, containing all manner of birds, whatever hops and flies and moves in nest, such as quail and sand grouse. Then he signed me to eat with him; so I rose and kissed the ground before him, then sat me down and ate with him. And when the table was removed I washed my hands in seven waters and took the reed case and reed; and wrote, instead of speaking, these couplets:—

Wail for the little partridges on porringer and plate; Cry for the ruin of the fries and stews well marinate: Keen as I keen for loved, lost daughters of the Kata grouse, And omelette round the fair enbrowned fowls agglomerate O fire in heart of me for fish, those deux poissons I saw, Bedded on new made scones and cakes in piles to laniate. For you, O vermicelli! aches my very maw! I hold Without you every taste and joy are clean annihilate. Those eggs have rolled their yellow eyes in torturing pains of fire before served with hash and fritters hot, that delicatest cate. Praised be Allah for His baked and roast and ah! how good This pulse, these pot herbs steeped in oil with eysill combinate! When hunger sated was, I elbow propt fell back upon Meat pudding in which gleamed the bangles that my wits amate. Then woke I sleeping appetite to eat as though in sport Sweets from brocaded trays and kickshaws most elaborate. Be patient, soul of me! Time is a haughty, jealous people; Today he seems dark lowering and tomorrow fair to sight.

Then I rose and seated myself at a respectful distance while the King read what I had written, and marvelled, exclaiming, "O what a wonder, that an ape should be gifted with this graceful style and this power of penmanship! By God, 'tis a wonder of wonders!"

Presently, they set before the King choice wines in glass flagons and he drank; then he passed the cup to me; and I kissed the ground and drank and wrote on it:—

With fire they boiled me to loose my tongue, And pain and patience gave for fellowship: Hence comes it hands of men upbear me high And honey dew from lips of maid I sip!

And these also:—

Morn says to Night, "withdraw and let me shine;" So drain we draughts that dull all pain and pine: I doubt, so fine the glass, the wine so clear, If 'tis the wine in glass or glass in wine.

The King read my verse and said with a sigh, "If these gifts were in a man, he would excel all the folk of his time and age!" Then he called for the chessboard and said, "Say, will you play with me?"; and I signalled with my head, "Yes." Then I came forward and set out the pieces and played with him two games, both of which I won. He was speechless with surprise; so I took the pen case and, drawing forth a reed, wrote on the board these two couplets:—

Two hosts fare fighting thro' the livelong day Nor is their battling ever finished, Until, when darkness girds them about, The twain go sleeping in a single bed.

The King read these lines with wonder and delight and said to his Eunuch, "O Mukbil, go to your mistress, Sitt al-Husn, and tell her, 'Come, the King bids you here to take your pleasure in seeing this truly wondrous ape!'"

So the Eunuch went out and presently returned with the lady who, when she saw me, veiled her face and said, "O my father! Have you lost all sense of honour? How comes it you are pleased to send for me and show me to strange men?" "O Sitt al-Husn," he said, "no man is here except this little page and the Eunuch who raised you and I, your father. From whom, then, do you veil your face?" She answered, "This whom you think is an ape is a young man, clever and polite, wise and learned and the son of a King; but he is bewitched and the Ifrit Jirjaris, who is of the seed of Iblis, cast a spell upon him after killing his own wife, the daughter of King Ifitamus, lord of the Islands of Abnus." The King marvelled at his daughter's words and, turning to me, said, "Is this true of which she speaks of you?"; and I signalled by nodding my head, "Yes, truly;" and wept greatly. Then he asked his daughter, "From where did you know that he is bewitched?"; and she answered, "O my dear papa, there was with me in my childhood an old woman, a cunning one and wise, and a witch to boot, and she taught me the theory of magic and its practice; and I took notes in writing and perfected them, and have committed to memory a hundred and seventy chapters of magical formulas, by the least of which I could transport the stones of your city beyond the Mountain Kaf and the Encircling Ocean, or make its place an abyss of the sea and its people fishes swimming in the midst of it." "O my daughter," he said father, "I beg you, by my life, break the spell on this young man, so that I may make him my Wazir and marry you to him, for indeed he is an ingenious youth and deeply learned." "With joy and gladness," she replied, and, taking in hand an iron knife on which was inscribed the name of Allah in Hebrew characters, she traced a wide circle—

When it was the Fourteenth night

whereupon he changed into the form of a lion and said, "O traitress, how have you broken the oath we swore that neither should harm the other!" "O accursed one," answered she, "how could there be a compact between me and the like of you?" Then he said, "Take what you have brought upon yourself;" and the lion opened his jaws and rushed upon her; but she was too quick for him; and, plucking a hair from her head, waved it in the air while muttering over it; and the hair at once became a sharp sword blade, with which she struck the lion and cut him in two. Then the two halves flew away in the air and the head changed into a scorpion and the Princess became a huge serpent and set upon the accursed scorpion, and the two fought, coiling and uncoiling, in a fierce fight for at least an hour. Then the scorpion changed into a vulture and the serpent became an eagle which set upon the vulture and hunted him for an hour until he became a black tom cat, which hissed and grinned and spat. Thereupon the eagle changed into a piebald wolf and these two battled in the palace for a long time, when the cat, seeing himself overcome, changed into a worm and crept into a huge red pomegranate, which lay beside the flowing fountain in the midst of the palace hall. Whereupon the pomegranate swelled to the size of a watermelon in the air; and, falling upon the marble pavement of the palace, broke to pieces, and all the seeds fell out and were scattered about until they covered the whole floor. Then the wolf shook himself and became a snow-white cock, which fell to picking up the seeds, intending

The Second Kalandars Tale. 135 not to leave any; but by the doom of destiny one seed rolled to the fountain edge and lay hidden. The cock fell to crowing and clapping his wings and signaling to us with his beak as if to ask, "Are any seeds left?" But we did not understand what he meant, and he cried to us with such a loud cry that we thought the palace would fall upon us. Then he ran over all the floor until he saw the seed which had rolled to the fountain edge, and rushed eagerly to pick it up when behold, it sprang into the midst of the water and became a fish and dived to the bottom of the basin. Thereupon the cock changed into a big fish and plunged in after the other, and the two disappeared for a while and lo! we heard loud shrieks and cries of pain which made us tremble. After this the Ifrit rose out of the water and he was as a burning flame; casting fire and smoke from his mouth, eyes, and nostrils. And immediately the Princess likewise came forth from the basin and she was one live coal of flaming fire; and these two, she and he, battled for the space of an hour, until their fires entirely surrounded them and their thick smoke filled the palace.

As for us, we panted for breath, being almost suffocated, and we longed to plunge into the water for fear lest we be burned up and utterly destroyed; and the King said, "There is no Majesty and there is no Might save in Allah the Glorious, the Great! Truly we are Allah's and unto Him are we returning! Would that I had not urged my daughter to attempt the disenchantment of this ape fellow, by which I have imposed upon her the terrible task of fighting that accursed Ifrit against whom all the Ifrits in the world could not prevail. And would that we had never seen this ape, Allah neither bless nor favour the day of his coming! We thought to do a good deed by him before the face of Allah, and to release him from enchantment, and now we have brought this trouble and anguish upon our hearts." But I, O my lady, was tongue-tied and powerless to say a word to him. Suddenly, before we were aware of anything, the Ifrit yelled out from under the flames and, coming up to us as we stood on the platform, blew fire in our faces. The maiden overtook him and breathed blasts of fire at his face and the sparks from her and from him rained down upon us, and her sparks did us no harm, but one of his sparks alighted upon my eye and destroyed it, making me a one-eyed ape; and another fell on the King's face scorching the lower half, burning off his beard and mustaches and causing his lower teeth to fall out; while a third alighted on the Eunuch's breast, killing him on the spot.

So we despaired of life and made sure of death when lo! a voice recited the saying, "Allah is most High! Allah is most High! Victory and aid to all who believe in the Truth; and disappointment and disgrace to all who disbelieve in the religion of Mohammed, the Light of Faith." The speaker was the Princess who had burned the Ifrit, and he had become a heap of ashes. Then she came up to us and said, "Bring me a cup of water." They brought it to her and she spoke over it words we did not understand, and sprinkling me with it cried, "By virtue of the Truth, and by the Most Great name of Allah, I command you return to your former shape." And behold, I shook and became a man as before, except that I had utterly lost an eye. Then she cried out, "The fire! The fire! O my dear papa, an arrow from the accursed has wounded me to death, for I am not used to fighting with the Jinn; had he been a man I would have slain him in the beginning. I had no trouble until the moment when the pomegranate burst and the seeds scattered, but I overlooked the seed in which was the very life of the Jinni. Had I picked it up he would have died on the spot, but as Fate and Fortune decreed, I did not see it; so he came upon me all unawares and there was between him and me a fierce struggle under the earth and high in the air and in the water; and as often as I opened a door against him, he opened another door against me and a stronger one, until at last he opened upon me the gate of fire, and few are saved upon whom the door of fire opens. But Destiny willed that my cunning prevail over his cunning; and I burned him to death after I vainly urged him to embrace the religion of Islam.

As for me, I am a dead woman; Allah provide my place to you!" Then she called upon Heaven for help and did not cease to implore relief from the fire; when lo! a black spark shot up from her clothed feet to her thighs; then it flew to her bosom and thence to her face. When it reached her face she wept and said, "I testify that there is no god but God and that Mohammed is the Apostle of God!" And we looked at her and saw nothing but a heap of ashes by the side of the heap that had been the Ifrit. We mourned for her and I wished I had been in her place, so I had not seen her lovely face who had wrought me such good become ashes; but there is no gainsaying the will of Allah. When the King saw his daughter's terrible death, he plucked out what was left of his beard and beat his face and tore his garments; and I did the same and we both wept over her. Then came in the Chamberlains and Grandees and were amazed to find two heaps of ashes and the Sultan in a fainting fit; so they stood around him until he revived and told them what had befallen his daughter from the Ifrit; at which their grief was very great and the women and the slave girls shrieked and wailed, and they continued their lamentations for the space of seven days. Moreover the King ordered a vast vaulted tomb to be built over his daughter's ashes, and burning tapers and sepulchral lamps were placed within it; but as for the Ifrit's ashes, they scattered them on the winds, cursing them to Allah.

Then the Sultan fell sick with a sickness that nearly brought him to his death for the space of a month; and when health returned to him and his beard grew again and he had been converted by the mercy of Allah to Islam, he sent for me and said, "O youth, Fate had decreed for us the happiest of lives, safe from all the chances and changes of Time, until you came to us, when troubles fell upon us. Would that we had never seen you and the sight of you! For we took pity on you and by that we have lost everything. I have on your account first lost my daughter who to me was worth a hundred men, secondly I have suffered that which befell me by reason of the fire and the loss of my teeth, and my Eunuch also was slain. I do not blame you, for it was not in your power to prevent this: the doom of Allah was upon you as well as upon us and thanks be to the Almighty that my daughter delivered you, though by that she lost her own life! Go forth now, O my son, from this city of mine, and let what has befallen us through you suffice, even though it was decreed for us. Go forth in peace; and if I ever see you again I will surely slay you." And he drove me away.

So I went forth from his presence, O my lady, weeping bitterly and hardly believing in my escape and not knowing where I should go. And I recalled all that had befallen me, my meeting with the tailor, my love for the maiden in the palace beneath the earth, and my narrow escape from the Ifrit, even after he had determined to slay me; and how I had entered the city as an ape and was now leaving it a man once more. Then I gave thanks to Allah and said, "My eye and not my life!" And before leaving the place I entered the bathhouse and shaved my head and beard and mustaches and eyebrows; and cast ashes on my head and donned the coarse black woolen robe of a Kalandar. Then I fared forth, O my lady, and every day I pondered all the calamities which had happened to me, and I wept and recited these couplets:—

"I am distraught, yet truly His ruth abides with me, Tho' round me gather hosts of ills, from where come I cannot see: Patient I'll be till Patience self with me impatient wax, Patient for ever till the Lord fulfil my destiny: Patient I'll bide without complaint, a wronged and vanquisht man; Patient as sunparcht people that spans the desert's sandy sea: Patient I'll be till Aloe's self unwittingly allow I'm patient under bitterer things than bitterest aloe: No bitterer things than aloes or than patience for mankind; Yet bitterer than the twain to me were Patience' treachery: My sere and seamed and seared brow would dragoman my sore If soul could search my sprite and there unsecret secrecy: Were hills to bear the load I bear they'd crumble 'neath the weight; 'Twould still the roaring wind, 'twould quench the flame tongue's flagrancy, And whoever says the world is sweet certès a day he'll see With more than aloes' bitterness and aloes' pungency."

Then I journeyed through many regions and saw many cities intending for Baghdad, that I might seek an audience in the House of Peace with the Commander of the Faithful and tell him all that had befallen me. I arrived here this very night and found my brother in Allah, this first Kalandar, standing about as one perplexed; so I greeted him with "Peace be upon you," and entered into conversation with him. Presently, our brother the third Kalandar came, and said to us, "Peace be with you! I am a stranger;" to which we replied, "And we too are strangers, who have come here this blessed night." So we all three walked on together, none of us knowing the other's history, until Destiny drove us to this door and we came in to you. Such then is my story and my reason for shaving my beard and mustaches, and this is what caused the loss of my eye. Said the lady of the house, "Your tale is indeed rare; so rub your head and go your ways;" but he replied, "I will not depart until I hear my companions' stories." Then came forward the third Kalandar, and said, "O illustrious lady! My history is not like that of these my comrades, but more wondrous and far more marvellous. In their case Fate and Fortune came down on them unawares; but I drew down destiny upon my own head and brought sorrow upon my own soul, and shaved my own beard and lost my own eye. Hear then