that overthrew me, but thy beauty; so if thou wilt, grant me another bout, it will be of thy favor.”  She laughed and said, “I grant thee this:  but these damsels have been long bound, and their arms and shoulders are weary, and it were fitting I should loose them, since this next bout may peradventure be a long one.”  Then she went up to the girls, and unbinding them said to them in the Greek tongue, “Go and put yourselves in safety, till I have brought to naught this Muslim.”  So they went away, whilst Sherkan looked at them, and they gazed at him and the young lady.  Then he and she drew near again and set to....  But [again by admiration of her beauty] his strength failed him, and she feeling this, lifted him in her hands swifter than the blinding lightning and threw him to the ground.  He fell on his back, and she said to him, “Rise:  I give thee thy life a second time.  I spared thee before for the sake of thy prophet, for that he forbade the killing of women, and I do so this second time because of thy weakness and tender age, and strangerhood:  but I charge thee, if there be in the army sent by King Omar ben Ennuman a stronger than thou, send him hither and tell him of me.”  “By Allah, O my lady,” replied Sherkan (and indeed he was greatly incensed against her), “it was not by thy strength that thou overthrewest me, but by [thy beauty], so that nor wit nor foresight was left in me.  But now, if thou have a mind to try another fall with me, with my wits about me, I have a right to this one bout more by the rules of the game, for my presence of mind has now returned to me.”  “Hast thou not had enough of wrestling, O conquered one?” rejoined she.  “However, come, if thou wilt:  but know that this bout must be the last.”  Then they took hold of each other, and he set to in earnest and warded himself against being thrown down:  so they wrestled awhile and the damsel found in him strength such as she had not before observed, and said to him, “O Muslim, thou art on thy guard!” “Yes,” replied he, “thou knowest that there remaineth but this bout, and after each of us will go his own way.”  She laughed and he laughed too:  then she seized the opportunity to bore in upon him unawares, and gripping him by the thigh, threw him to the ground, so that he fell on his back.  She laughed at him and said, “Thou art surely an eater of bran:  for thou art like a Bedouin bonnet that falls off at a touch, or a child’s toy that a puff of air overturns.  Out on thee, thou poor creature!  Go back to the army of the Muslims and send us other than thyself, for thou lackest thews; and cry as among the Arabs and Persians and Turks and Medes, ‘Whoso has might in him let him come to us!’” Then she made a spring and landed on the other side of the stream and said to Sherkan laughing, “It goes to my heart to part with thee! get thee to thy friends, O my lord, before the morning, lest the knights come upon thee and take thee on the points of their lances.  Thou hast not strength enough to defend thee against women;