Then said Boolp, ’O my mistress, the laws of conviviality have till now restrained me; but my coming here was on business, and with me my bags, in good faith.  So let us transact this matter of the jewels, and after that the song of—­

’’Thou and I
A cup will try,’’

even as thou wilt.’

Bhanavar threw aside her outer robe and veil, and appeared in a dress of sumptuous blue, spotted with gold bees; her face veiled with a veil of gauzy silver, and she was as the moon in summer heavens, and strode mar jestically forward, saying, ’The jewels? ‘tis but one.  Behold!’

The lamps were extinguished, and in her hand was the glory of the Serpent Jewel, no other light save it in the vaulted chamber.

So the old miser perked his chin and brows, and cried wondering, ’I know it, this Jewel, O my mistress.’

She turned to the Vizier, and said, lifting the red gloom of the Jewel on him, ‘And thou?’

Aswarak ate his under-lip.

Then she cried, ‘There’s much ye know in common, ye two.’

Thereupon Bhanavar passed from the feast on to the centre of the vault, and stood before the tomb of Almeryl, and drew the cloth from it; and they saw by the glow of the Jewel that it was a tomb.  When she had mounted some steps at the side of the tomb, she beckoned them to come, crying, in a voice of sobs, ‘This which is here, likewise ye may know.’

So they came with the coldness of a mystery in their blood, and looked as she looked intently over a tomb.  The lid was of glass, and through the glass of the lid the Jewel flung a dark rosy ray on the body of Almeryl lying beneath it.

Now, the miser was perplexed at the sight; but Aswarak stepped backward in defiance, bellowing, ’’Twas for this I was tricked to come here!  Is ’t fooling me a second time?  By Allah! look to it; not a second time will Aswarak be fooled.’

Then she ran to him, and exclaimed, ‘Fooled?  For what cam’st thou to me?’

And he, foaming and grinding his breath, ’Thou woman of wiles! thou serpent! but I’ll be gone from here.’

So she faltered in sweetness, knowing him doomed, and loving to dally with him in her wickedness, ‘Indeed if thou cam’st not for my kiss—­’

Then said the Vizier, ’Yet a further guile!  Was’t not an outrage to bring me here?’

She faltered again, leaning the fair length of her limbs on a couch, ’’Tis ill that we are not alone, else could these lips convince thee well:  else indeed!’

And the Vizier cried, ’Chase then these intruders from us, O thou sorceress, and above all serpents in power! for thou poisonest with a touch; and the eye and the ear alike take in thy poisons greedily.  Thou overcomest the senses, the reason, the judgment; yea, vindictiveness, wrath, suspicions; leading the soul captive with a breath of thine, as ‘twere a breeze from the gardens of bliss.’

Bhanavar changed her manner a little, lisping, ’And why that starting from the tomb of a dead harmless youth?  And that abuse of me?’