The merchants followed Hagi Hassan into the apartment where he had left the fair Persian, and as soon as they beheld her were so surprised at her beauty, that they unanimously agreed, four thousand pieces of gold was the very lowest price they could set upon her.  The merchants left the room; and Hagi Hassan, who came out with them, without going any farther, proclaimed with a loud voice, “Four thousand pieces of gold for a Persian slave.”

None of the merchants had yet offered anything, and were consulting together about what they might afford to give for her, when the vizier Saouy appeared.  Perceiving Noor ad Deen in the market, he said to himself, “Noor ad Deen is certainly still making money of his goods” (for he knew he had exposed them to sale), “and is come hither to buy a slave with the product.”  He advanced forward just as Hagi Hassan began to proclaim a second time, “Four thousand pieces of gold for a Persian slave.”

The vizier Saouy, who concluded by the high price, that the slave must be extraordinarily beautiful, was very desirous to see her; so spurring his horse forward, he rode up to Hagi Hassan, who was surrounded by the merchants.  “Open the door,” said he, “and let me see the slave.”  It was not the custom to shew a slave to a particular person after the merchants had seen her, and were treating for her; but none of them durst dispute their right with the vizier; and Hagi Hassan was obliged to open the door, and he made a sign to the fair Persian to come forward, that Saouy might see her, without alighting from his horse.

The vizier was astonished at the sight of so beautiful a slave; and knowing the broker’s name (having formerly dealt with him), “Hagi Hassan,” said he, “is it not at four thousand pieces of gold that you cry her?” “Yes, sir,” answered he; “the merchants just now agreed that I should put her up at that price:  I wait their advance; and I question not but they will give a great deal more.”

“If no one offers more, I will give that sum,” replied Saouy, looking at the merchants at the same time with a countenance that forbad them to advance the price.  He was so universally dreaded, that no one durst speak a word, even to complain of his encroaching upon their privilege.

The vizier having stayed some time, and finding none of the merchants outbid him, “What do you stay for?” said he to Hagi Hassan.  “Inquire after the seller, and strike a bargain with him at four thousand pieces of gold, or ask if he demands more.”

Hagi Hassan having locked the chamber-door, went to confer with Noor ad Deen.  “Sir,” said he to him, “I am very sorry to bring you the ill news of your slave’s going to be sold for nothing.”  “How so?” replied Noor ad Deen.  “Why sir,” continued Hagi Hassan, “you must know that the business at first went on well; for as soon as the merchants had seen your slave, they ordered me, without hesitation, to cry her at four thousand pieces of gold; accordingly