nothing about our cadet.” However, the
King who loved his youngest with exceeding love put
the question, “Have ye not looked after him
and have ye not been in his company?” whereto
they answered saying, “A certain wayfarer declared
to have seen him on some path or other.”
When the father heard this from them he cried, “There
is no Majesty and there is no Might save in Allah,
the Glorious, the Great;” and he fell to striking
palm upon palm.[FN#297] On this wise it befel these,
but as regards the case of their brother, when they
cast him into the well he awoke from his sleep and
he felt himself falling into the depths, so he cried,
“I take refuge with the All-sufficient Words
of Allah[FN#298] from the mischief He hath created.”
And by the blessing of these Holy Names he reached
the sole of the well without aught of harm or hurt.
Here finding himself pinioned, he strained upon his
bonds and loosed them; but the well was deep of bottom
and he came upon an arched recess, so he sat in it
and exclaimed, “Verily we are Allah’s
and to Him we are returning and I who wrought for
them such work[FN#299] am rewarded with the contrary
thereof; withal the power is unto Allah.”
And suddenly he heard the sound of speaking at some
little distance beside him, and the voice was saying,
“O Black of Head, who hath come amongst us?”
and his comrade responded, “By Allah, this youth
is the son of the Sultan and his best beloved, and
the same hath released his brothers from sorcery and
was carrying them to their homes when they played
him false and cast him into this well. However,
he hath a signet-ring with a bezel which if he rub
’twill bespeak him with whatso he desireth, and
will do what he may wish.” So the Prince
said in his mind, “I bid the Servant of this
Ring to take me out;” after which he rubbed it
and the Jinni appeared and cried, “Yea verily,
O son of the Sultan, what is it thou requirest of
me?”—And Shahrazad was surprised by
the dawn of day and fell silent and ceased to say
her permitted say. Then quoth her sister Dunyazad,
“How sweet is thy story, O sister mine, and
how enjoyable and delectable!” Quoth she, “And
where is this compared with that I should relate to
you on the coming night an the Sovran suffer me to
survive?” Now when it was the next night and
that was
The Four Hundred and Twenty-third
Night,
Dunyazad said to her, “Allah upon thee, O my
sister, an thou be other than sleepy, finish for us
thy tale that we may cut short the watching of this
our latter night!” She replied, “With love
and good will!” It hath reached me, O auspicious
King, the director, the right-guiding, lord of the
rede which is benefiting and of deeds fair-seeming
and worthy celebrating, that the Ring-bezel said to
him, “What dost thou require of me?” and
said the Prince, “I demand that thou hoist me
out of the well: and this done that thou summon
for me an host with Pages and Eunuchs and tents and
pavilions and ensigns and banners.” Whereto
the other replied, “Present."[FN#300] Then he