Now, with Ruark she interchanged no syllable, and said not farewell to him when she departed with Mashalleed, to encounter other tribes; and the Chief was bound and conducted a prisoner to the city of the inland sea, and cast into prison, in expectation of Death the releaser, and continued there wellnigh a year, eating the bitter bread of captivity.  In the evening of every seventh day there came to him a little mountain girl, that sat by him and leaned a lute to her bosom, singing of the mountain and the desert, but he turned his face from her to the wall.  One day she sang of Death the releaser, and Ruark thought, ’’Tis come! she warneth me!  Merciful is Allah!’ On the morning that followed Ukleet entered the cell, and with him three slaves, blacks, armed with scimitars.  So Ruark stood up and bore witness to his faith, saying, ‘Swift with the stroke!’ but Ukleet exclaimed, ‘Fear not! the end is not yet.’

Then said he, ’Peace with thee!  These slaves, O Chief, excelling in martial qualities! surely they’re my retinue, and the retinue of them of my rank in the palace; and where I go they go; for the exalted have more shadows than one! yea, three have they in my case, even very grimly black shadows, whereon the idle expend not laughter, and whoso joketh in their hearing, ’tis, wullahy! the last joke of that person.  In such-wise are the powerful known among men, they that stand very prominent in the beams of prosperity!  Now this of myself; but for thee—­of a surety the Queen Bhanavar, my mistress, will be here by the time of the rising of the moon.  In the name of Allah!’ Saying that he departed in his greatness, and Ruark watched for her that rose in his soul as the moon in the heavens.

Meanwhile Bhanavar had mused, ’’Tis this day, the day when the Serpents desire their due, and the King Mashalleed they shall have; for what is life to him but a treachery and a dalliance, and what is my hold on him but this Jewel of the Serpents?  He has had the profit of beauty, and he shall yield the penalty:  my kiss is for him, my serpent-kiss.  And I will release Ruark, and espouse him, and war with kings, sultans, emperors, infidels, subduing them till they worship me.’

She flashed her figure in the glass, and was lovely therein as one in the light of Paradise; but ere she reached the King Mashalleed, lo! the hour of the Serpents had struck, and her beauty melted from her as snow melts from off the rock; and she was suddenly haggard in utter uncomeliness, and knew it not, but marched, smiling a grand smile, on to the King.  Now as Mashalleed lifted his eyes to her he started amazed, crying, ’The hag again!’ and she said, ‘What of the hag, O my lord the King?’ Thereat he was yet more amazed, and exclaimed, ’The hag of ugliness with the voice of Bhanavar!  Has then the Queen lent that loathsomeness her voice also?’