daughter looked out at the window she fell in love with the youth, and she knew not how to act that she might forgather with him:  so desire afflicted her and extreme fondness and presently she took to her pillow all for her affection to that young man.  Thereupon her nurse went in to her and found her lying upon the carpet-bed a-moaning and a-groaning “Ah!” So she exclaimed, “Thy safety from all whereof thou hast to complain!” Then she took her hand and felt her pulse but could find in it no symptoms of sickness bodily, whereupon she said, “O my lady, thou hast no unease save what eyesight hath brought thee.”  She replied, “O my mother, do thou keep sacred my secret, and if thy hand can reach so far as to bring me my desire, prithee do so;” and the nurse rejoined, “O my lady, like me who can keep a secret? therefore confide to me thy longing and Allah vouchsafe thee thy dearest hope.”  Said the Princess, “O my mother, my heart is lost to the young man who worketh in the vermicelli-baker’s shop and if I fail to be united with him I shall die of grief.”  The nurse replied, “By Allah, O my lady, he is the fairest of his age and indeed I lately passed by him as his sleeves were tucked up above his forearms and he ravished my wits:  I longed to accost him but shame overcame me in presence of those who were round him, some buying Kunafah and others gazing on his beauty and loveliness, his symmetric stature and his perfect grace.  But I, O my lady, will do thee a service and cause thee forgather with him ere long.”  Herewith the heart of the Princess was solaced and she promised the nurse all good.  Then the old woman left her and fell to devising how she should act in order to bring about a meeting between her and the youth or carry him into the Palace.  So she went to the baker’s shop and bringing out an Ashrafi[FN#185] said to him, “Take, O Master, this gold piece and make me a platter[FN#186] of vermicelli meet for the best and send it for me by this Youth who shall bring it to my home that be near hand:  I cannot carry it myself.”  Quoth the baker in his mind, “By Allah, good pay is this gold piece and a Kunafah is worth ten silverlings; so all the rest is pure profit.”  And he replied, “On my head and eyes be it, O my lady;” and taking the Ashrafi made her a plate of vermicelli and bade his servant bear it to her house.  So he took it up and accompanied the nurse till she reached the Princess’s palace when she went in and seated the Youth in an out-of-the-way closet.  Then she repaired to her nursling and said, “Rise up, O my lady, for I have brought thee thy desire.”  The Princess sprang to her feet in hurry and flurry and fared till she came to the closet; then, going in she found the Youth who had set down the Kunafah and who was standing in expectation of the nurse’s return that he and she might wend homewards.  And suddenly the Sultan’s daughter came in and bade the Youth be seated beside her, and when he took seat she clasped him to her bosom of her longing for him and fell to kissing him