may be the King and his Minister.” “What
proof hast thou of this?” asked the mother, and
the daughter answered, “Their language and their
questioning which were naught save importunity!”
And saying this she went to the door where she found
the sign and mark. Now besides the two houses
to the right and to the left were fifteen doors, so
the girl marked them all with the same mark set by
the Wazir.[FN#133] But when Allah had caused the day
to dawn, the King said to the Minister, “Go thou
and look at the sign and make sure of it.”
The Wazir went as he was commanded by the Sultan,
but he found all the doors marked in the same way,
whereat he marvelled and knew not nor could he distinguish
the door he sought. Presently he returned and
reported the matter of the door-marks to the King who
cried, “By Allah, these girls must have a curious
history! But when the bride-feast is finished
we will enquire into the case of the three men who
are weak-witlings and then we will consider that of
the damsels who are not.” As soon as the
thirtieth feast-day passed by, he invested with robes
of honour all the Lords of his land and the high Officers
of his estate and matters returned to their customed
course. Then he sent to summon the three men who
had professed themselves weak of wits and they were
brought into the presence, each saying of himself,
“What can the King require of us?” When
they came before him he bade them be seated and they
sat; then he said to them, “My requirement is
that ye relate to me proofs of the weakness of your
minds and the reason of your maims.” Now
the first who was questioned was he of the broken
back, and when the enquiry was put to him he said,
“Deign to favour me with an answer O our Lord
the Sultan, on a matter which passed through my mind.”
He replied, “Speak out and fear not!” So
the other enquired, “How didst thou know us and
who told thee of us and of our weakly wits?”
Quoth the King, “’Twas the Darwaysh who
went in to you on such a night;” and quoth the
broken-backed man, “Allah slay all the Darwayshes
who be tattlers and tale-carriers!” Thereupon
the Sultan turned to the Wazir and laughing said,
“We will not reproach them for aught: rather
let us make fun of them,” adding to the man,
“Recite, O Shaykh.” So he fell to
telling
The Story of the Broke-Back Schoolmaster.[FN#134]
I began life, O King of the Age, as a Schoolmaster and my case was wondrous.—And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and fell silent and ceased saying her permitted say. Then quoth her sister Dunyazad, “How sweet and tasteful is thy tale, O sister mine, and enjoyable and delectable!” Quoth she, “And where is this compared with that I would 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 Three Hundred and Sixty-third Night,