do with you more than he hath done with me.”  When the letter reached the chiefs,[FN#136] they all assembled together to Isfahand and said to him, “What was his affair?"[FN#137] Accordingly he discovered to them the matter of his daughter and they all agreed, of one accord, to strive for the slaughter of the king; and, taking horse with their troops, they set out to seek him.  Azadbakht knew naught till the noise of the revolt beset his capital city, when he said to his wife Bahrjaur, “How shall we do?” She answered, “Thou knowest best and I am at thy commandment;” so he bade fetch two swift horses and bestrode one himself, whilst his wife mounted the other.  Then they took what they could of gold and went forth, flying through the night to the desert of Karman;[FN#138] while Isfahand entered the city and made himself king.  Now King Azadbakht’s wife was big with child and the labour pains took her in the mountain; so they alighted at the foot, by a spring of water, and she bare a boy as he were the moon.  Bahrjaur his mother pulled off a coat of gold-woven brocade and wrapped the child therein, and they passed the night in that place, she giving him the breast till morning.  Then said the king to her, “We are hampered by this child and cannot abide here nor can we carry him with us; so methinks we had better leave him in this stead and wend our ways, for Allah is able to send him one who shall take him and rear him.”  So they wept over him with exceeding sore weeping and left him beside the fountain, wrapped in that coat of brocade:  then they laid at his head a thousand gold pieces in a bag and mounting their horses, fared forth and fled.  Now, by the ordinance of the Most High Lord, a company of highway robbers fell upon a caravan hard by that mountain and despoiled them of what was with them of merchandise.  Then they betook themselves to the highlands, so they might share their loot, and looking at the foot thereof, espied the coat of brocade:  so they descended to see what it was, and behold, it was a boy wrapped therein and the gold laid at his head.  They marvelled and said, “Praised be Allah!  By what misdeed cometh this child here?” Thereupon they divided the money between them and the captain[FN#139] of the highwaymen took the boy and made him his son and fed him with sweet milk and dates,[FN#140] till he came to his house, when he appointed a nurse for rearing him.  Meanwhile, King Azadbakht and his wife stayed not in their flight till they came to the court of the King of Fars, whose name was Kisra[FN#141].  When they presented themselves to him, he honoured them with all honour and entertained them with handsomest entertainment, and Azadbakht told him his tale from incept to conclusion.  So he gave him a mighty power and wealth galore and he abode with him some days till he was rested, when he made ready with his host and setting out for his own dominions, waged war with Isfahand and falling in upon the capital, defeated the whilome Minister