Then he sent for his daughter, whose name was Jemreh, and when she came, he said to her, ’Harkye, Jemreh!  Know that I am going to [meet] the clans of Es Shisban and Queen Kemeriyeh and the kings of the Jinn.  If I am vouchsafed the victory over them, to Allah be the praise and thou shall have of me largesse; but, if thou see or hear that I am worsted and any come to thee with news of me [to this effect], hasten to slay Tuhfeh, so she may fall neither to me nor to them.’  Then he took leave of her and mounted, saying, ’When this cometh about, pass over to the Crescent Mountain and take up thine abode there, and await what shall befall me and what I shall say to thee.’  And Jemreh answered with ‘Hearkening and obedience.’

When Tuhfeh heard this, she fell to weeping and wailing and said, ’By Allah, nought irketh me save separation from my lord Er Reshid; but, when I am dead, let the world be ruined after me.’  And she doubted not in herself but that she was lost without recourse.  Then Meimoun set forth with his army and departed in quest of the hosts [of the Jinn], leaving none in the palace save his daughter Jemreh and Tuhfeh and an Afrit who was dear unto him.  They fared on till they met with the army of Es Shisban; and when the two hosts came face to face, they fell upon each other and fought a passing sore battle.  After awhile, Es Shisban’s troops began to give back, and when Meimoun saw them do thus, he despised them and made sure of victory over them.

Meanwhile, Queen Kemeriyeh and her company sailed on, without ceasing, till they came under the palace wherein was Tuhfeh, to wit, that of Meimoun the Sworder; and by the ordinance of destiny, Tuhfeh herself was then sitting on the belvedere of the palace, pondering the affair of Haroun er Reshid and her own and that which had befallen her and weeping for that she was doomed to slaughter.  She saw the ship and what was therein of those whom we have named, and they in mortal guise, and said, ’Alas, my sorrow for yonder ship and the mortals that be therein!’ As for Kemeriyeh and her company, when they drew near the palace, they strained their eyes and seeing Tuhfeh sitting, said, ’Yonder sits Tuhfeh.  May God not bereave [us] of her!’ Then they moored their ship and making for the island, that lay over against the palace, spread carpets and sat eating and drinking; whereupon quoth Tuhfeh, ’Welcome and fair welcome to yonder faces!  These are my kinswomen and I conjure thee by Allah, O Jemreh, that thou let me down to them, so I may sit with them awhile and make friends with them and return.’  Quoth Jemreh, ‘I may on no wise do that.’  And Tuhfeh wept.  Then the folk brought out wine and drank, what while Kemeriyeh took the lute and sang the following verses: 

By Allah, but that I trusted that I should meet you again, Your
     camel-leader to parting had summoned you in vain! 
Parting afar hath borne you, but longing still is fain To bring
     you near; meseemeth mine eye doth you contain.