Belli Ahmad said in his heart, “Thy name is Belli Ahmad, and shalt thou not see this beautiful Princess Nighara?  If not, thou art unworthy of the name of Belli[FN#391] Ahmad " He then looked to the right and left and entered stealthily into a greengrocer’s shop enclosed within a few boards.  The train of the princess now appeared.  First passed with their whips farashes and yassals, who led the procession and were followed by eunuchs with canes of office (chogan) in their hands.  At last appeared the Princess Nighara, surrounded by a score of waiting-women.  She walked with a downcast countenance in front of them, and bending her head towards the ground said to herself, “O thou earth on which my foot is treading, I beseech thee, receive my prayer!"[FN#392] Belli Ahmad saw and heard her through the chinks of the boards behind which he sat concealed When Nighara saw the shop with vegetables she wondered why it should be the only shop enclosed with boards whilst all the other shops were standing open.  She then said to her waiting-women, “What is the reason of this?  Whilst goldsmiths who possess a capital of a hundred thousand tomans have left their shops open, how is it that this petty merchant of vegetables, whose poor shop used always to be open, has shut it up to-day?  There must be something extraordinary in all this.  Break down the enclosure, my girls, and throw the boards aside.”

Belli Ahmad heard, and his soul was on the point of making its exit.  He threw himself with his face downwards as if he was prostrated by a severe illness.  When her orders had been executed Nighara entered the shop.  Perceiving a fellow stretched out his whole length and embracing the floor with both hands, she kicked him with her foot,[FN#393] exclaiming, “Who art thou that wallowest in the dirt?” Belli Ahmad sprang to his feet and bowing to the Princess said, “Lady, I am a stranger here.  God preserve you from being in a strange land anywhere!  I saw that the merchants of the bazar were beaten and driven away, and I was frightened.  But what was I to do?  If I should hide myself in some rich shop I might be taken for a thief.  I have therefore chosen this miserable hovel, where nothing can be found except greens, onions, and mouldy biscuits.  And even if there were in it a few copper pieces, the owner at his departure must have taken them away.  Pardon me, Princess; my soul was at stake and I hid myself.”

Nighara inquired, “Stranger, what countryman art thou?” “I am a native of Erzerum.”  “Hast thou seen in those parts the Castle of Chamley-bill?"[FN#394] “Yes, lady, I have seen it.”  “In that valley lives a man named Kurroglu:  didst thou see him?” “O my Princess, I am one of his servants, I am a slave purchased with his gold.”  “Canst thou delver him a letter from me?” “And wherefore not, fairest?  Thou hast only to write and entrust it to me.”  The Princess Nighara immediately wrote a letter to Kurroglu with her own hand.  And what did she write?  Here it is:  “O