CHAPTER II

THE VILLAINY OF GARROFAT AND DOOLA. THE PRINCE SOLVES THE RIDDLE OF

THE RUG, AND FINDS A NEW TASK AWAITING HIM

Now when the Vizier Garrofat returned he was angered to find the

princess conversing with the strangers, and remarked sourly, "Much

wisdom, my lords, may be found in the complaints of women. Azalia has

doubtless been telling you of the riddle of the Mankalah rug, forgetting

that it is unseemly in a maiden to point the way to the possession of

her charms."

To which Bright-Wits quickly replied, "Learn then, O Garrofat, that I

would fain solve the riddle of the rug, and do proclaim my willingness

to be whipped forth from the gates of your city, if seven days hence I

have not accomplished the task."

"Bright eyes stir dull wits," sneered Garrofat. "Let us pray to Allah

that your skin is as thick as your vanity is great; for my slaves have

stout arms and heavy whips. Know then that I accept your offer and warn

thee against failure. Now enter with me into the palace, where you will

find refreshment; and on the morrow I will have the rug conveyed to the

apartment which you shall occupy while you dwell with us, that you may

begin your task without delay."

During the week which followed, Bright-Wits, and Ablano the Brahman,

made numerous excursions into the city and even out into the surrounding

country. At every opportunity the prince sought the society of Azalia;

and as the holy Brahman Ablano was ever present at their meetings,

Garrofat could offer no objection, much as he frowned on their ripening

friendship.

On these occasions Azalia told her new friends of many suspicious acts

of the crafty vizier; which clearly indicated that he was plotting to

secure the hand of the princess for himself, and the entire control of

the kingdom into the bargain. "He has assumed the royal red robes," said

Azalia, "and he has issued orders that he be addressed only as rajah. He

has elevated his cunning brother Doola to be head of the Council of

Emirs with the rank of vizier; and has given him the richest province of

my father's kingdom to govern." When relating these things the princess

would give way to her grief.

But Ablano comforted her, saying, "Peace, my child. Be not disheartened.

Always must thou remember that as happiness passeth away so passeth away

anxiety and sorrow."

At last on the evening of the sixth day, Garrofat summoned the prince to

his presence and warned him to be in attendance in the great hall of the

palace on the morrow. Now when morning came, Bright-Wits was escorted by

a strong guard of slaves to the Hall of Audience from which he was to

emerge victorious as the accepted suitor for the hand of Azalia, or with

the whips of Garrofat's stout slaves singing in his ears and stinging

his shoulders.

Entering boldly, Bright-Wits found Garrofat seated upon the royal

throne, while at his right stood the eight governors of the provinces.

The prince easily distinguished Doola from Azalia's description. Like

his brother, he was beardless; while a golden crown surmounted by a red

cone shaped hat was perched above his rust coloured hair.

As Bright-Wits advanced to the throne, Garrofat cried out with derision,

"Comes the Prince of Boasters to receive his reward? My slaves are

impatient to stretch their whips across your shoulders."

"My business is neither with slaves nor whips," answered the prince with

scorn. "I come to announce that I have solved the riddle of the rug."

Then salaaming deeply, he presented to Garrofat a small roll of

parchment. "On this," he said, "you will find a plan of the rug, so that

should it by any mischance come apart again it may be readily repaired."

Two slaves now entered bearing the rug; and when they had spread it upon

the floor, it was found to be perfectly put together.

"By Allah!" gasped Garrofat, "he must be a genie."

Doola was the first to recover from the general surprise, and stepping

quickly to his brother's side he whispered in his ear. Now the counsel

must have been pleasing; for Garrofat chuckled and thus addressed the

prince. "Let me congratulate you," he said with a grin, "but before I

can consider you as a suitor for the hand of Azalia, I must have further

proof that you are as wise as you pretend. Else, would I be false to my

duty as her guardian.

"Now just before your entrance we were considering a question of grave

importance to the welfare of the kingdom. You will observe that there

hangs on the wall beside you what appear to be four charts, but which

are really the parts of one chart. Know then that this kingdom consists

of eight provinces; ruled over by the eight emirs you see here

assembled. Now these eight emirs are so jealous of each other that

fierce battles occur whenever two of them chance to meet upon the road.

Only our presence now restrains them. Anxious to put an end to these

disgraceful brawls within the kingdom, the great Rajah Onalba had drawn

yonder plan of the eight provinces. On it as you see he laid down roads

running north and south, and east and west. Other roads cross these in

every direction, so that any one of the eight emirs might leave his

castle and travel by any route across the kingdom without passing the

castle of another emir on the way. Now by some misfortune the

chart was cut into four pieces before the roads were built, and we

have never been able to arrange them in their original position. There

on the wall are the four pieces. The lines represent the roads, and the

eight spots the castles of the emirs. This matter must be adjusted at

once, and as you are a suitor for the hand of Azalia I expect you to

prove your claim to wisdom by solving the puzzle of the chart."

[Illustration: THE EIGHT PROVINCES.]

[Illustration: THE EIGHT PROVINCES.]

[Illustration: THE EIGHT PROVINCES.]

When Garrofat had concluded, Bright-Wits, in obedience to the counsel of

Ablano, expressed his willingness to attempt the solution of this new

riddle. Whipping from the gates to be the penalty of failure.

At a signal from the vizier, the audience was now dismissed; Bright-Wits

bearing away to his apartments the pieces of the torn chart.

_The reader may cut out the four pieces of the chart which he will

find on a page at the back of the book. Cut along the dotted lines

and endeavour to arrange the four parts so that no two castles will

appear on any straight lines. He can thus learn Bright-Wits' chance

of success._

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