She pursued, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that the old woman

charged the King’s son, saying, “I will let thee know two days

beforehand of the King’s daughter going down to the garden: do thou hide

thee in some place or other; and, when thou espiest her, come forth and

show thyself to her. When she seeth thee, she will fall in love with

thee; for thou art fair to look upon and love covereth all things. So

keep thine eyes cool and clear[278] and be of good cheer, O my son, for

needs must I bring about union between thee and her.” The young Prince

kissed her hand and thanked her and gave her three pieces of Alexandrian

silk and three of satin of various colours, and with each piece, linen

for shifts and stuff for trousers and a kerchief for the turband and

fine white cotton cloth of Ba’albak for the linings, so as to make her

six complete suits, each handsomer than its sister. Moreover, he gave

her a purse containing six hundred gold pieces and said to her, “This is

for the tailoring.” She took the whole and said to him, “O my son, art

thou not pleased to acquaint me with thine abiding-place and I also will

show thee the way to my lodging?” “Yes,” answered he and sent a Mameluke

with her to note her home and show her his own house. Then he rose and

bidding his slaves shut the shop, went back to the Wazir, to whom he

related all that had passed between him and the old woman, from first to

last. Quoth the Minister, “O my son, should the Princess Hayat al-Nufus

come out and look upon thee and thou find no favour with her what wilt

thou do?” Quoth Ardashir, “There will be nothing left but to pass from

words to deeds and risk my life with her; for I will snatch her up from

amongst her attendants and set her behind me on a swift horse and make

for the wildest of the wold. If I escape, I shall have won my wish and

if I perish, I shall be at rest from this hateful life.” Rejoined the

Minister, “O my son, dost thou think to do this thing and live? How

shall we make our escape, seeing that our country is far distant, and

how wilt thou deal thus with a King of the Kings of the Age, who hath

under his hand an hundred thousand horse, nor can we be sure but that he

will despatch some of his troops to cut off our way? Verily, there is no

good in this project which no wise man would attempt.” Asked Ardashir,

“And how then shall we do, O Wazir of good counsel? For unless I win her

I am a dead man without a chance.” The Minister answered, “Wait till

to-morrow when we will visit this garden and note its condition and see

what betideth us with the care-taker.” So when the morning morrowed they

took a thousand dinars in a poke and, repairing to the garden, found it

compassed about with high walls and strong, rich in trees and rill-full

leas and goodly fruiteries. And indeed its flowers breathed perfume and

its birds warbled amid the bloom as it were a garden of the gardens of

Paradise. Within the door sat a Shaykh, an old man on a stone bench and

they saluted him. When he saw them and noted the fairness of their

favour, he rose to his feet after returning their salute, and said, “O

my lords, perchance ye have a wish which we may have the honour of

satisfying?” Replied the Wazir, “Know, O elder, that we are strangers

and the heat hath overcome us: our lodging is afar off at the other end

of the city; so we desire of thy courtesy that thou take these two

dinars and buy us somewhat of provaunt and open us meanwhile the door of

this flower garden and seat us in some shaded place, where there is cold

water, that we may cool ourselves there, against thou return with the

provision, when we will eat, and thou with us, and then, rested and

refreshed, we shall wend our ways.” So saying, he pulled out of his

pouch a couple of dinars and put them into the keeper’s hand. Now this

care-taker was a man aged threescore and ten, who had never in all his

life possessed so much money: So, when he saw the two dinars in his

hand, he was like to fly for joy and rising forthwith opened the garden

gate to the Prince and the Wazir, and made them enter and sit down under

a wide-spreading, fruit-laden, shade-affording tree, saying, “Sit ye

here and go no further into the garden, for it hath a privy door

communicating with the palace of the Princess Hayat al-Nufus.” They

replied, “We will not stir hence.” Whereupon he went out to buy what

they had ordered and returned after awhile, with a porter bearing on his

head a roasted lamb and bread. They ate and drank together and talked

awhile, till, presently, the Wazir, looking about him in all corners

right and left, caught sight of a lofty pavilion at the farther end of

the garden; but it was old and the plaster was peeled from its walls and

its buttresses were broken down. So he said to the Gardener, “O Shaykh,

is this garden thine own or dost thou hire it?”; and he replied, “I am

neither owner nor tenant of the garden, only its care-taker.” Asked the

Minister, “And what is thy wage?” whereto the old man answered, “A dinar

a month,” and quoth the Wazir, “Verily they wrong thee, especially an

thou have a family.” Quoth the elder, “By Allah, O my lord; I have eight

children and I”—The Wazir broke in, “There is no Majesty and there is no

Might save in Allah, the Glorious, the Great! Thou makest me bear thy

grief my poor fellow! What wouldst thou say of him who should do thee a

good turn, on account of this family of thine?” Replied the old man, “O

my lord, whatsoever good thou dost shall be garnered up for thee with

God the Most High!” Thereupon said the Wazir, “O Shaykh, thou knowest

this garden of thine to be a goodly place; but the pavilion yonder is

old and ruinous. Now I mean to repair it and stucco it anew and paint it

handsomely, so that it will be the finest thing in the garth; and when

the owner comes and finds the pavilion restored and beautified, he will

not fail to question thee concerning it. Then do thou say:—O my lord, at

great expense I set it in repair, for that I saw it in ruins and none

could make use of it nor could anyone sit therein. If he says:—Whence

hadst thou the money for this? reply, I spent of my own money upon the

stucco, thereby thinking to whiten my face with thee and hoping for thy

bounties. And needs must he recompense thee fairly over the extent of

thine expenses. To-morrow I will bring builders and plasterers and

painters to repair this pavilion and will give thee what I promised

thee.” Then he pulled out of his poke a purse of five hundred dinars and

gave it to the Gardener, saying, “Take these gold pieces and expend them

upon thy family and let them pray for me and for this my son.” Thereupon

the Prince asked the Wazir, “What is the meaning of all this?” and he

answered, “Thou shalt presently see the issue thereof.”——And Shahrazad

perceived the dawn of day and ceased to say her permitted say.

Now when it was the Seven Hundred and Twenty-sixth Night,

She resumed, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that when the Wazir

gave five hundred ducats to the old Gardener, saying, “Take these gold

pieces and expend them upon thy family and let them pray for this my

son,” the old man looked at the gold and his wits fled; so he fell down

at the Wazir’s feet, kissing them and invoking blessings on him and his

son; and when they went away, he said to them, “I shall expect you

to-morrow: for by Allah Almighty, there must be no parting between us,

night or day.” Next morning the Wazir went to the Prince’s shop and sent

for the syndic of the builders; then he carried him and his men to the

garth, where the Gardener rejoiced in their sight. He gave them the

price of rations[279] and what was needful to the workmen for the

restoration of the pavilion, and they repaired it and stucco’d it and

decorated it. Then said the Minister to the painters, “Harkye, my

masters, listen to my words and apprehend my wish and my aim. Know that

I have a garden like this, where I was sleeping one night among the

nights and saw in a dream a fowler set up nets and sprinkle corn

thereabout. The birds flocked to pick up the grain, and a cock-bird fell

into the net, whereupon the others took fright and flew away, and

amongst the rest his mate: but, after awhile, she returned alone and

picked at the mesh that held his feet, till she set him free and they

flew away together. Now the fowler had fallen asleep and, when he awoke,

he found the net empty; so he mended it and strewing fresh grain sat

down afar off, waiting for game to fall into that snare. Presently the

birds assembled again to pick up the grains, and amongst the rest the

two pigeons. By-and-by, the hen-bird fell into the net, when all the

other birds took fright at her and flew away, and her husband flew with

them and did not return; whereupon the fowler came up and taking the

quarry, cut her throat. Now, when her mate flew away with the others, a

bird of raven seized him and slew him and ate his flesh and drank his

blood, and I would have you pourtray me the presentment of this my

dream, even as I have related it to you, in the liveliest colours,

laying the fair scene in this rare garden, with its walls and trees and

rills, and dwell especially on the fowler and the falcon. If ye do this

I have set forth to you and the work please me, I will give you what

shall gladden your hearts, over and above your wage.” The painters,

hearing these words, applied themselves with all diligence to do what he

required of them and wrought it out in masterly style; and when they had

made an end of the work, they showed it to the Wazir who, seeing his

so-called dream set forth as it was[280] was pleased and thanked them

and rewarded them munificently. Presently, the Prince came in, according

to his custom, and entered the pavilion, unweeting what the Wazir had

done. So when he saw the portraiture of the fowler and the birds and the

net and beheld the male pigeon in the clutches of the hawk, which had

slain him and was drinking his blood and eating his flesh, his

understanding was confounded and he returned to the Minister and said,

“O Wazir of good counsel, I have seen this day a marvel which, were it

graven with needle-gravers on the eye-corners would be a warner to whoso

will be warned?” Asked the Minister, “And what is that, O my lord?”; and

the Prince answered, “Did I not tell thee of the dream the Princess had

and how it was the cause of her hatred for men?” “Yes,” replied the

Wazir; and Ardashir rejoined, “By Allah, O Minister, I have seen the

whole dream pourtrayed in painting, as I had eyed it with mine own eyes;

but I found therein a circumstance which was hidden from the Princess,

so that she saw it not, and ’tis upon this that I rely for the winning

of my wish.” Quoth the Wazir, “And what is that, O my son?”; and quoth

the Prince, “I saw that, when the male bird flew away; and, leaving his

mate entangled in the net, failed to return and save her, a falcon

pounced on him and slaying him, ate his flesh and drank his blood. Would

to Heaven the Princess had seen the whole of the dream and had beheld

the cause of his failure to return and rescue her!” Replied the Wazir,

“By Allah, O auspicious King, this is indeed a rare thing and a

wonderful!” And the King’s son ceased not to marvel at the picture and

lament that the King’s daughter had not beheld the dream to its end,

saying in himself, “Would she had seen it to the last or might see the

whole over again, though but in the imbroglio of sleep!” Then quoth the

Wazir to him, “Thou saidst to me:—Why wilt thou repair the pavilion?;

and I replied:—Thou shalt presently see the issue thereof. And behold,

now its issue thou seest; for it was I did this deed and bade the

painters pourtray the Princess’s dream thus and paint the male bird in

the pounces of the falcon which eateth his flesh and drinketh his blood;

so that when she cometh to the pavilion, she will behold her dream

depicted and see how the cock-pigeon was slain and excuse him and turn

from her hate for men.” When the Prince heard the Wazir’s words, he

kissed his hands and thanked him, saying, “Verily, the like of thee is

fit to be Minister to the most mighty King, and, by Allah, an I win my

wish and return to my sire, rejoicing, I will assuredly acquaint him

with this, that he may redouble in honouring thee and advance thee in

dignity and hearken to thine every word.” So the Wazir kissed his hand

and they both went to the old Gardener and said, “Look at yonder

pavilion and see how fine it is!” And he replied, “This is all of your

happy thought.” Then said they, “O elder, when the owners of the place

question thee concerning the restoration of the pavilion, say

thou:—’Twas I did it of my own monies; to the intent that there may

betide thee fair favour and good fortune.” He said, “I hear and I obey”;

and the Prince continued to pay him frequent visits. Such was the case

with the Prince and the Wazir; but as regards Hayat al-Nufus, when she

ceased to receive the Prince’s letters and messages and when the old

woman was absent from her, she rejoiced with joy exceeding and concluded

that the young man had returned to his own country. One day, there came

to her a covered tray from her father; so she uncovered it and finding

therein fine fruits, asked her waiting-women, “Is the season of these

fruits come?” Answered they, “Yes.” Thereupon she cried, “Would we might

make ready to take our pleasure in the flower-garden!”——And Shahrazad

perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.

Now when it was the Seven Hundred and Twenty-seventh Night,

She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that the Princess,

after receiving the fruit from her sire, asked, “Is the season of these

fruits set in?”; and they answered, “Yes!” Thereupon she cried, “Would

we might make ready to take our pleasure in the flower-garden!” “O my

lady,” they replied, “thou sayest well, and by Allah, we also long for

the garden!” So she enquired, “How shall we do, seeing that every year

it is none save my nurse who taketh us to walk in the garden and who

pointeth out to us the various trees and plants; and I have beaten her

and forbidden her from me? Indeed, I repent me of what was done by me to

her, for that, in any case, she is my nurse and hath over me the right

of fosterage. But there is no Majesty and there is no Might save in

Allah, the Glorious, the Great!” When her handmaids heard this, they all

sprang up; and, kissing the ground between her hands, exclaimed, “Allah

upon thee, O my lady, do thou pardon her and bid her to the presence!”;

and quoth she, “By Allah, I am resolved upon this; but which of you will

go to her, for I have prepared her a splendid robe of honour?” Hereupon

two damsels came forward, by name Bulbul and Siwád al-’Ayn, who were

comely and graceful and the principals among the Princess’s women, and

her favourites. And they said, “We will go to her, O King’s daughter!”;

and she said, “Do what seemeth good to you.” So they went to the house

of the nurse and knocked at the door and entered; and she, recognising

the twain, received them with open arms and welcomed them. When they had

sat awhile with her, they said to her, “O nurse, the Princess pardoneth

thee and desireth to take thee back into favour.” She replied, “This may

never be, though I drink the cup of ruin! Hast thou forgotten how she

put me to shame before those who love me and those who hate me, when my

clothes were dyed with my blood and I well nigh died for stress of

beating, and after this they dragged me forth by the feet, like a dead

dog, and cast me without the door? So by Allah, I will never return to

her nor fill my eyes with her sight!” Quoth the two girls, “Disappoint

not our pains in coming to thee nor send us away unsuccessful. Where is

thy courtesy uswards? Think but who it is that cometh in to visit thee:

canst thou wish for any higher of standing than we with the King’s

daughter?” She replied, “I take refuge with Allah: well I wot that my

station is less than yours; were it not that the Princess’s favour

exalted me above all her women, so that, were I wroth with the greatest

of them, she had died in her skin of fright.” They rejoined, “All is as

it was and naught is in anywise changed. Indeed, ’tis better than

before, for the Princess humbleth herself to thee and seeketh a

reconciliation without intermediary.” Said the old woman, “By Allah,

were it not for your presence and intercession with me, I had never

returned to her; no, not though she had commanded to slay me!” They

thanked her for this and she rose and dressing herself accompanied them

to the palace. Now when the King’s daughter saw her, she sprang to her

feet in honour, and the old woman said, “Allah! Allah! O King’s

daughter, say me, whose was the fault, mine or thine?” Hayat al-Nufus

replied, “The fault was mine, and ’tis thine to pardon and forgive. By

Allah, O my nurse, thy rank is high with me and thou hast over me the

right of fosterage; but thou knowest that Allah (extolled and exalted be

He!) hath allotted to His creatures four things, disposition, life,

daily bread and death; nor is it in man’s power to avert that which is

decreed. Verily, I was beside myself and could not recover my senses;

but, O my nurse, I repent of what deed I did.” With this, the crone’s

anger ceased from her and she rose and kissed the ground before the

Princess, who called for a costly robe of honour and threw it over her,

whereat she rejoiced with exceeding joy in the presence of the

Princess’s slaves and women. When all ended thus happily, Hayat al-Nufus

said to the old woman, “O my nurse, how go the fruits and growths of our

garth?”; and she replied, “O my lady, I see excellent fruits in the

town; but I will enquire of this matter and return thee an answer this

very day.” Then she withdrew, honoured with all honour and betook

herself to Ardashir, who received her with open arms and embraced her

and rejoiced in her coming, for that he had expected her long and

longingly. She told him all that had passed between herself and the

Princess and how her mistress was minded to go down into the garden on

such a day.——And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased to say

her permitted say.

Now when it was the Seven Hundred and Twenty-eighth Night,

She continued, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that the old woman

betook herself to the Prince and told him all that had passed between

herself and the Princess Hayat al-Nufus; and how her mistress was minded

to go down into the garden on such a day and said to him, “Hast thou

done as I bade thee with the Warder of the garden and hast thou made him

taste of thy bounties?” He replied, “Yes, and the oldster is become my

good friend: my way is his way and he would well I had need of him.”

Then he told her all that had happened and of the dream-paintings which

the Wazir had caused to be limned in the pavilion; especially of the

fowler, the net and the falcon: whereat she joyed with great joy and

said, “Allah upon thee, do thou set thy Minister midmost thy heart, for

this that he hath done pointeth to the keenness of his wit and he hath

helped thee to the winning thy wish. So rise forthright, O my son, and

go to the Hammam-bath and don thy daintiest dress, wherein may be our

success. Then fare thou to the Gardener and make shift to pass the night

in the garden, for though he should give the earth full of gold none may

win to pass into it, whilst the King’s daughter is therein. When thou

hast entered, hide thee where no eye may espy thee and keep concealed

till thou hear me cry:—O Thou whose boons are hidden, save us from that

we fear! Then come forth from thine ambush and walk among the trees and

show thy beauty and loveliness which put the moons to shame, to the

intent that Princess Hayat al-Nufus may see thee and that her heart and

soul may be filled with love of thee; so shalt thou attain to thy wish

and thy grief be gone.” “To hear is to obey,” replied the young Prince

and gave her a purse of a thousand dinars, which she took and went away.

Thereupon Ardashir fared straight for the bath and washed; after which

he arrayed himself in the richest of robes of the apparel of the Kings

of the Chosroës and girt his middle with a girdle wherein were conjoined

all manner precious stones and donned a turband inwoven with red gold

and purfled with pearls and gems. His cheeks shone rosy-red and his lips

were scarlet; his eyelids like the gazelle’s wantoned; like a

wine-struck wight in his gait he swayed; beauty and loveliness garbed

him, and his shape shamed the bowing of the bough. Then he put in his

pocket a purse containing a thousand dinars and, repairing to the

flower-garden, knocked at the door. The Gardener opened to him and

rejoicing with great joy salamed to him in most worshipful fashion;

then, observing that his face was overcast, he asked him how he did. The

King’s son answered, “Know, O elder, that I am dear to my father and he

never laid his hand on me till this day, when words arose between us and

he abused me and smote me on the face and struck me with his staff and

drave me away. Now I have no friend to turn to and I fear the perfidy of

Fortune, for thou knowest that the wrath of parents is no light thing.

Wherefore I come to thee, O uncle, seeing that to my father thou art

known, and I desire of thy favour that thou suffer me abide in the

garden till the end of the day, or pass the night there, till Allah

grant good understanding between myself and my sire.” When the old man

heard these words he was concerned anent what had occurred and said, “O

my lord, dost thou give me leave to go to thy sire and be the means of

reconciliation between thee and him?” Replied Ardashir, “O uncle, thou

must know that my father is of impatient nature, and irascible; so an

thou proffer him reconciliation in his heat of temper he will make thee

no answer; but when a day or two shall have passed, his heat will

soften. Then go thou in to him and thereupon he will relent.”

“Hearkening and obedience,” quoth the Gardener; “but, O my lord, do thou

come with me to my house, where thou shalt night with my children and my

family and none shall reproach this to us.” Quoth Ardashir, “O uncle, I

must be alone when I am angry.”[281] The old man said, “It irketh me

that thou shouldst lie solitary in the garden, when I have a house.” But

Ardashir said, “O uncle, I have an aim in this, that the trouble of my

mind may be dispelled from me and I know that in this lies the means of

regaining his favour and softening his heart to me.” Rejoined the

Gardener, “I will fetch thee a carpet to sleep on and a coverlet

wherewith to cover thee;” and the Prince said, “There is no harm in

that, O uncle.” So the keeper rose and opened the garden to him, and

brought him the carpet and coverlet, knowing not that the King’s

daughter was minded to visit the garth. On this wise fared it with the

Prince; but as regards the nurse, she returned to the Princess and told

her that the fruits were kindly ripe on the garden trees; whereupon she

said, “O my nurse, go down with me to-morrow into the garden, that we

may walk about in it and take our pleasure,—Inshallah; and send

meanwhile to the Gardener, to let him know what we purpose.” So she sent

to the Gardener to say:—The Princess will visit the parterre to-morrow,

so leave neither water-carriers nor tree-tenders therein, nor let one of

Allah’s creatures enter the garth. When word came to him, he set his

water-ways and channels in order and, going to Ardashir, said to him, “O

my lord, the King’s daughter is mistress of this garden; and I have only

to crave thy pardon, for the place is thy place and I live only in thy

favours, except that my tongue is under thy feet.[282] I must tell thee

that the Princess Hayat al-Nufus hath a mind to visit it to-morrow at

the first of the day and hath bidden me leave none therein who might

look upon her. So I would have thee of thy favour go forth of the garden

this day, for the Queen will abide only in it till the time of

mid-afternoon prayer and after it shall be at thy service for se’nnights

and fortnights, months and years.” Ardashir asked, “O elder, haply we

have caused thee some mishap?”; and the other answered, “By Allah, O my

lord, naught hath betided me from thee but honour!” Rejoined the Prince,

“An it be so, nothing but all good shall befal thee through us; for I

will hide in the garden and none shall espy me, till the King’s daughter

hath gone back to her palace.” Said the Gardener, “O my lord, an she

espy the shadow of a man in the garden or any of Allah’s male creatures

she will strike off my head;”——And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day

and ceased saying her permitted say.

Now when it was the Seven Hundred and Twenty-ninth Night,

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