STORY OF THE THIEF AND THE WOMAN.

A certain thief was a [cunning] workman and used not to steal

aught, till he had spent all that was with him; moreover, he

stole not from his neighbours, neither companied with any of the

thieves, lest some one should come to know him and his case get

wind. On this wise he abode a great while, in flourishing case,

and his secret was concealed, till God the Most High decreed that

he broke in upon a poor man, deeming that he was rich. When he

entered the house, he found nought, whereat he was wroth, and

necessity prompted him to wake the man, who was asleep with his

wife. So he aroused him and said to him, 'Show me thy treasure.'

Now he had no treasure; but the thief believed him not and

insisted upon him with threats and blows. When he saw that he got

no profit of him, he said to him, 'Swear by the oath of divorce

from thy wife[FN#247] [that thou hast nothing].' So he swore and

his wife said to him, 'Out on thee! Wilt thou divorce me? Is not

the treasure buried in yonder chamber?' Then she turned to the

thief and conjured him to multiply blows upon her husband, till

he should deliver to him the treasure, concerning which he had

sworn falsely. So he drubbed him grievously, till he carried him

to a certain chamber, wherein she signed to him that the treasure

was and that he should take it up.

So the thief entered, he and the husband; and when they were both

in the chamber, she locked on them the door, which was a stout

one, and said to the thief, 'Out on thee, O fool! Thou hast

fallen [into the trap] and now I have but to cry out and the

officers of the police will come and take thee and thou wilt lose

thy life, O Satan!' Quoth he, 'Let me go forth;' and she said,

'Thou art a man and I am a woman; and in thy hand is a knife and

I am afraid of thee.' Quoth he, 'Take the knife from me.' So she

took the knife from him and said to her husband, 'Art thou a

woman and he a man? Mar his nape with beating, even as he did

with thee; and if he put out his hand to thee, I will cry out and

the police will come and take him and cut him in sunder.' So the

husband said to him, 'O thousand-horned,[FN#248] O dog, O

traitor, I owe thee a deposit,[FN#249] for which thou dunnest

me.' And he fell to beating him grievously with a stick of

live-oak, whilst he called out to the woman for help and besought

her of deliverance; but she said, 'Abide in thy place till the

morning, and thou shalt see wonders.' And her husband beat him

within the chamber, till he [well- nigh] made an end of him and

he swooned away.

Then he left beating him and when the thief came to himself, the

woman said to her husband, 'O man, this house is on hire and we

owe its owners much money, and we have nought; so how wilt thou

do?' And she went on to bespeak him thus. Quoth the thief, 'And

what is the amount of the rent?' 'It will be fourscore dirhems,'

answered the husband; and the thief said, 'I will pay this for

thee and do thou let me go my way.' Then said the wife, 'O man,

how much do we owe the baker and the greengrocer?' Quoth the

thief, 'What is the sum of this?' And the husband said, 'Sixscore

dirhems.' 'That makes two hundred dirhems,' rejoined the other;

'let me go my way and I will pay them.' But the wife said, 'O my

dear one, and the girl groweth up and needs must we marry her and

equip her and [do] what else is needful' So the thief said to the

husband, 'How much dost thou want?' And he answered, 'A hundred

dirhems, in the way of moderation.'[FN#250] Quoth the thief,

'That makes three hundred dirhems.' And the woman said, 'O my

dear one, when the girl is married, thou wilt need money for

winter expenses, charcoal and firewood and other necessaries.'

'What wouldst thou have?' asked the thief; and she said, 'A

hundred dirhems.' 'Be it four hundred dirhems,' rejoined he; and

she said, 'O my dear one and solace of mine eyes, needs must my

husband have capital in hand, wherewith he may buy merchandise

and open him a shop.' 'How much will that be?' asked he, and she

said, 'A hundred dirhems.' Quoth the thief, '[That makes five

hundred dirhems; I will pay it;] but may I be divorced from my

wife if all my possessions amount to more than this, and that the

savings of twenty years! Let me go my way, so I may deliver them

to thee.' 'O fool,' answered she, 'how shall I let thee go thy

way? Give me a right token.' [So he gave her a token for his

wife] and she cried out to her young daughter and said to her,

'Keep this door.'

Then she charged her husband keep watch over the thief, till she

should return, and repairing to his wife, acquainted her with his

case and told her that her husband the thief had been taken and

had compounded for his release, at the price of seven hundred

dirhems, and named to her the token. So she gave her the money

and she took it and returned to her house. By this time, the dawn

had broken; so she let the thief go his way, and when he went

out, she said to him, 'O my dear one, when shall I see thee come

and take the treasure?' 'O indebted one,' answered he, 'when thou

needest other seven hundred dirhems, wherewithal to amend thy

case and that of thy children and to discharge thy debts.' And he

went out, hardly believing in his deliverance from her. Nor,"

added the vizier, "is this more extraordinary than the story of

the three men and our Lord Jesus."

And the king bade him depart to his own house.

The Twelfth Night of the Month.

When it was eventide, the king summoned the vizier and bade him

tell the [promised] story, "Hearkening and obedience," answered

he. "Know, O king, that

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