She said, It hath reached me, O auspicious King, that Bahadur hung down his head groundwards before the King, who cried out at him, saying, “Woe to thee!  Who killed this girl?” He replied, “O my lord!  I killed her, and there is no Majesty and there is no Might save in Allah, the Glorious, the Great!"[FN#391] So the King in his anger, commanded to hang him; and the hangman went down with him by the King’s commandment, and the Chief of Police accompanied him with a crier who called upon all the folk to witness the execution of Bahadur, the King’s Master of the Horse; and on this wise they paraded him through the main streets and the market-streets.  This is how it fared with Bahadur; but as regards Amjad, he awaited his host’s return till the day broke and the sun rose, and when he saw that he came not, he exclaimed, “There is no Majesty and there is no Might save in Allah, the Glorious, the Great!  Would I knew what is become of him?” And, as he sat musing behold, he heard the crier proclaiming Bahadur’s sentence and bidding the people to see the spectacle of his hanging at midday; whereat he wept and exclaimed, “Verily, we are Allah’s and to Him we are returning!  He meaneth to sacrifice himself unjustly for my sake, when I it was who slew her.  By Allah, this shall never be!” Then he went from the saloon and, shutting the door after him, hurriedly threaded the streets till he overtook Bahadur, when he stood before the Chief of Police and said to him, “O my lord, put not Bahadur to death, for he is innocent.  By Allah, none killed her but I.”  Now when the Captain of Police heard these words, he took them both and, carrying them before the King, acquainted him with what Amjad had said; whereupon he looked at the Prince and asked him, “Didst thou kill the damsel?” He answered, “Yes” and the King said, “Tell me why thou killedst her, and speak the truth.”  Replied Amjad, “O King, it is indeed a marvellous event and a wondrous matter that hath befallen me:  were it graven with needles on the eye-corners, it would serve as a warner to whoso would be warned!” Then he told him his whole story and informed him of all that had befallen him and his brother, first and last; whereat the King was much startled and surprised and said to him, “Know that now I find thee to be excusable; but list, O youth!  Wilt thou be my Wazir?” “Hearkening and obedience,” answered Amjad whereupon the King bestowed magnificent dresses of honour on him and Bahadur and gave him a handsome house, with eunuchs and officers and all things needful, appointing him stipends and allowances and bidding him make search for his brother As’ad.  So Amjad sat down in the seat of the Wazirate and governed and did justice and invested and deposed and took and gave.  Moreover, he sent out a crier to cry his brother throughout the city, and for many days made proclamation in the main streets and market-streets, but heard no news of As’ad nor happened on any trace of him.  Such was his case; but as regards his brother, the Magi ceased not to torture As’ad night and day and eve and morn for a whole year’s space, till their festival drew near, when the old man Bahram[FN#392] made ready for the voyage and fitted out a ship for himself.—­And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased to say her permitted say.