Said the porter, ‘’Tis enough! on my head be it.’  And he went from her, singing the song: 

How little a thing serves Fortune’s turn
When she’s intent on doing! 
How easily the world may burn
When kings come out a-wooing!

Now, ere she set forth on the after-morrow to make her purchases, Bhanavar sent word to the Vizier Aswarak that she would see him, and he came to her drunken with alacrity, for he augured favourably that her reluctance was melting toward him:  so she said, ’O my master, my time of mourning is at an end, and I would look well before thee, even as one worthy of being thy bride; so bestow on me, I pray thee, for my wearing that day, the jewels that be in thy treasury, the brightest and clearest of them, and the largest.’

The Vizier Aswarak replied, and he was one in great satisfaction of soul, ’All that I have are thine.  Wullahy! and one, a marvel, that I bought of Boolp the broker, that had it from an African merchant.’  So he commanded the box wherein he had deposited the Jewel to be brought to him there in the chamber of Bhanavar, and took forth the Serpent Jewel between his forefinger and thumb, and laughed at the eager eyes of Bhanavar when she beheld it, saying, ‘’Tis thine! thy bridal gift the day I possess thee.’

Bhanavar trembled at the sight of the Jewel, and its redness was to her as the blood of Zurvan and Almeryl.  She stretched her hand out for it and cried, ‘This day, O my lord, make it mine.’

So the Vizier said, ’Nay, what I have spoken will I keep to; it has cost me much.’

Bhanavar looked at him, and uttered in a soft tone, ’Truly it has cost thee much.’

Then she exclaimed, as in play, ‘See me, how I look by its beam.’  And in her guile she snatched the Jewel from him, and held it to her brow.  Then Aswarak started from her and feared her, for the red light of the Jewel glowed, and darkened the chamber with its beam, darkening all save the lustre that was on the visage of Bhanavar.  He shouted, ’What’s this!  Art thou a sorceress?’

She removed the Jewel, and ceased glaring on him, and said, ’Nothing but thy poor slave!’

Then he coaxed her to give him the Jewel, and she would not; he commanded her peremptorily, and she hesitated; so he grasped her tightened hand, and his face loured with wrath; yet she withheld the Jewel from him laughing; and he was stirred to extreme wrath, and drew from his girdle the naked scimitar, and menaced her with it.  And he looked mighty; but she dreaded him little, and stood her full height before him, daring him, and she was as the tigress defending a cub from a wilder beast.  Now when he was about to call in the armed slaves of the palace, she said, ’I warn thee, Vizier Aswarak! tempt me not to match them that serve me with them that serve thee.’

He ground his teeth in fury, crying, ’A conspiracy! and in the harem!  Now, thou traitress! the logic of the lash shall be tried upon thee.’  And he roared, ‘Ho! ye without there! ho!’