After that Ja’afar dismounted and spread a silken carpet and they sat down together, and Attaf laid a tablecloth with duck, chicken, sweets and other delicacies, of which they ate and he brought out dry fruits and wine.  They drank for an hour of the day when they remounted their horses and Attaf accompanied Ja’afar a way on the journey, when Ja’afar said to him, Every departer must return, and he pressed him to his breast and kissed him and said to him, O my brother Abu ’l-Hasan, do not interrupt the sending of thy letters; but make known to me about thyself, and thy condition as if I were present with thee.  Then they bade each other adieu and each went on his way.  When the young wife noticed that the camels had stopped on their march as well as their people, she put out her head from the Hodaj and saw her cousin dismounting with Ja’afar and they eating and drinking together and then in company to the end of the road where they bade adieu exchanging a recitation of poetry.  So she said, The one, Wallahy, is my cousin Attaf and the other the man whom I saw seated under the window, and upon whom I sprinkled the water.  Doubtless he is the friend of my cousin.  He hath been seized with love for me, and complaining to my cousin, hath given him a description of me and of my house; and the devotedness of his character and the greatness of his soul must have impelled him to divorce me and to take steps to marry me to that man.  The Rawi says that Attaf in bidding good-bye to Ja’afar left him joyful in the possession of the young lady for whom he was on the point of ruin by his love, and in having made the friendship of Attaf whom he intended to reward in gratitude for what he had done by him.  So glad was he to have the young wife that everything that had taken place with Er-Rashid had passed out of his mind.  In the meanwhile she was crying and lamenting over what had happened to her, her separation from her cousin and from her parents and her country, and bemoaning what she did and what she had been; and her scalding tears flowed while she recited these verses:—­

I weep for these places and these beauties; blame not the lover if some day he’s
     insane: 
For the places the dear ones inhabit.  O praise be to God! how sweet is their
     dwelling! 
God protect the past days while with you, my dear friends, and in the same house
     may happiness join us!

On finishing this recitation she wept and lamented and recited again:—­

I’m astonished at living without you at the troubles that come upon us: 
I wish for you, dear absent ones, my wounded heart is still with you.

Then, still crying and lamenting, she went on:—­

O you to whom I gave my soul, return; from you I wish’d to pluck it, but could
     not succeed: 
Then pity the rest of a life that I’ve sacrificed for thee, before the hour of
     death my last look I will take: 
If all of thee be lost astonished I’ll not be; my astonishment would be that his
     lot will be to another.