hearing these words, cast his eyes on him, and knowing him, (oh, the surprising effect of paternal love!) found the same emotions which he had experienced when he first saw him; he seemed much confused; and, instead of making an answer, continued a long time without uttering one word.  But at last, recollecting himself, My little lord, said he, be so kind as to come once more with your governor into my house, and taste a cream-tart.  I beg your lordship’s pardon for my imprudence in following you out of town; I was at that time not myself, and scarcely knew what I did.  You dragged me after you, and the violence of the pull was so soft, that I could not withstand it.  Agib, astonished at what Bedreddin said, replied thus:  There is an excess in the kindness you express; and unless you engage, on oath, not to follow me when I go from hence, I will not enter your house.  If you give me your promise, and prove a man of your word, I will visit you again to-morrow, as the vizier my grand-father is still employed in buying up things for a present to the sultan of Egypt.  My little lord, replied Bedreddin, I will do whatever you desire me.  Accordingly Agib and the eunuch went into the shop.  Bedreddin set before them a cream-tart, fully as good as what they had eaten of when they saw him before.  Come, said Agib, addressing himself to Bedreddin, sit down by me, and eat with us.  Bedreddin sat down, and offered to embrace Agib, as a testimony of the joy he conceived on his sitting by him; but Agib, shoving him away, desired him to be easy, not to run his friendship too close, and to content bimself with seeing and entertaining him.  Bedreddin obeyed, and began to sing a song, the words of which he had composed extempore in praise of Agib:  he did not eat himself, but busied himself in serving his guests.  When they had done eating, he brought them water to wash with[Footnote:  The Mahometans having a custom of washing their hands five times a day when they go to prayers, they reckon that they have no occasion to wash before eating, but always after it, because they eat without forks.], and a white napkin to wipe their hands:  he then filled a large china cup with sherbet, and put snow into it[Footnote:  This is done all over the Levant, for the purpose of cooling liquor.]; and offering it to Agib, This, said he, is sherbet of roses, and the pleasantest you will meet with in all Damascus; I am sure you never tasted better.  Agib, having drunk of it with pleasure, Bedreddin Hassan took the cup from him, and presented it to the eunuch, who drank the contents at one pull.  In short, Agib and his governor having fared sumptuously, returned thanks to the pastry-cook for their good entertainment, and proceeded homewards, it being then pretty late.  Whew they arrived at the tents of Schemseddin, Agib’s grandmother received him with transports of joy:  her son Bedreddin ran always in her mind; and, in embracing Agib, the remembrance of him drew tears from her eyes.