pineth to wear, and the knees of men weaken and bend beholding, and it lanced lights about it like a living sun.  Beside the cushion was a vacant throne, radiant as morning in the East, ablaze with devices in gold and gems, a seat to fill the meanest soul with sensations of majesty and tempt dervishes to the sitting posture.  Shibli Bagarag was intoxicated at the sight, and he thought, ’Wah! but if I sit on this throne and am a king, with that crown I can command men and things! and I have but to say, Fetch Noorna, my betrothed, from yonder pillar in the midst of the uproarious sea!—­Let the hairy Shagpat be shaved! and behold, slaves, thousands of them, do my bidding!  Wullahy, this is greatness!’ Now, he made a rush to the throne, but the damsels held him back, crying, ’Not for thy life till we have crowned thee, our master and lord!’

Then they took the crown and crowned him with it; and he sat upon the throne calmly, serenely, like a Sultan of the great race accustomed to sovereignty, tempering the awfulness of his brows with benignant glances.  So, while he sat the damsels hid their faces and started some paces from him, as unable to bear the splendour of his presence, and in a moment, lo! the door closed between him and them, and he was in darkness.  Then he heard a voice of the damsels cry in the hall, ’The ninety and ninth!  Peace now for us and blissfulness with our lords, for now all are filled save the door of the Sword, which maketh the hundredth.’  After that he heard the same voice say, ‘Leave them, O my sisters!’

So he listened to the noise of their departing, and knew he had been duped.  Surely his soul cursed him as he sat crowned and throned in that darkness!  He seized the crown to dash it to the earth, but the crown was fixed on his forehead and would not come off; neither had he force to rise from the throne.  Now, the thought of Noorna, his betrothed, where she rested waiting for him to deliver her, filled Shibli Bagarag with the extremes of anguish; and he lifted his right arm and dashed it above his head in the violence of his grief, striking in the motion a hidden gong that gave forth a burst of thunder and a roll of bellowings, and lo! the door opened before him, and the throne as he sat on it moved out of the chamber into the hall where he had seen the damsels that duped him, and on every side of the hall doors opened; and he marvelled to see men, old and young, beardless and venerable, sitting upon thrones and crowned with crowns, motionless, with eyes like stones in the recesses.  He thought, ’These be other dupes!  Wallaby! a drop of the waters of Paravid upon their lips might reveal mysteries, and guide me to the Sword of my seeking.’  So, as he considered how to get at them from the seat of his throne, his gaze fell on a mirror, and he beheld the crown on his forehead what it was, bejewelled asses’ ears stiffened upright, and skulls of monkeys grinning with gems!  The sight of that crowning his head convulsed Shibli