of the Arabs was entertained therein, him he questioned of the picture, but none could give him tidings thereof, till one day, when there came a wayfarer who seeing the picture, cried, “There is no god but the God!  My brother painted this portrait.”  So the king sent for him and questioned him of the affair of the picture and where was he who had painted it.  He replied, “O my lord, we are two brothers and one of us went to the land of Hind and fell in love with the Indian king’s daughter, and ’tis she who is the original of the portrait.  He is wont in every city he entereth to limn her likeness, and I follow him, and longsome is my way.”  When the king’s son heard this, he said, “Needs must I travel to this damsel.”  So he took all manner rare store and riches galore and journeyed days and nights till he entered the land of Hind, nor did he reach it save after sore travail.  Then he asked of the King of Hind who also heard of him, and invited him to the palace.  When the Prince came before him, he sought of him his daughter in marriage, and the king said, “Indeed, thou art her match, but there is one objection, to wit, none dare name a male before her because of her hate for men.”  So he pitched his tents under her palace windows, till one day of the days he gat hold of a girl, one of her favourite slave-girls, and gave her a mint of money.  Quoth she to him, “Hast thou a need?” and quoth he, “Yes,” and presently acquainted her with his case; when she said “’In very sooth, thou puttest thyself in peril.”  Then he tarried, flattering himself with false hopes, till all that he had with him was gone and the servants fled from him; whereupon he said to one in whom he trusted, “I am minded to repair to my country and fetch what may suffice me and return hither.”  The other answered, “’Tis for thee to judge.”  So they set out to return, but the way was long to them and all that the Prince had with him was spent and his company died and there abode but one with him whom he loaded with the little that remained of the victual and they left the rest and fared on.  Then there came out a lion and devoured the servant, and the king’s son found himself alone.  He went on, till his hackney stood still, whereupon he left it and walked till his feet swelled.  Presently he came to the land of the Turks,[FN#359] and he naked, hungry, nor having with him aught but somewhat of jewels, bound about his fore-arm.[FN#360] So he went to the bazar of the goldsmiths and calling one of the brokers gave him the gems.  The broker looked and seeing two great rubies, said to him, “Follow me.”  Accordingly, he followed him, till he brought him to a goldsmith, to whom he gave the jewels, saying, “Buy these.”  He asked, “Whence hadst thou these?” and the broker answered, “This youth is the owner of them.”  Then said the goldsmith to the Prince, “Whence hadst thou these rubies?” and he told him all that had befallen him and that he was a king’s son.  The goldsmith sat astounded at his adventures