Bahader was awakened by the head of the lady falling upon him.  He was amazed to see Amgiad standing by him with a bloody sabre, and the body of the lady lying headless on the ground.  The prince told him what had passed, and said, “I had no other way to prevent this furious woman from killing you, but to take away her life.”  “My lord,” replied Bahader, full of gratitude, “persons of your rank and generosity are incapable of doing such a wicked action:  as she desired of you.  You are my deliverer, and I cannot sufficiently thank you.”  After having embraced him, to evince the sense he entertained of his obligations to him, he said, “We must carry this corpse out before it is quite day; leave it to me, I will do it.”  Amgiad would not consent to this, saying, “He would carry it away himself, since he had struck the blow.”  Bahader replied, “You are a stranger in this city, and cannot do it so well as one who is acquainted with the place.  I must do it, if for no other reason, yet for the safety of both of us, to prevent our being questioned about her death.  Remain you here, and if I do not return before day, you may be sure the watch has seized me; and for fear of the worst, I will by writing give this house and furniture for your habitation.”

When he had written, signed, and delivered the paper to prince Amgiad, he put the lady’s body in a bag, head and all; laid it on his shoulder, and went out with it from one street to another, taking the way to the sea-side.  He had not proceeded far before he met one of the judges of the city, who was going the rounds in person.  Bahader was stopped by the judge’s followers, who, opening the bag, found the body of a murdered lady, bundled up with the head.  The judge, who knew the master of the horse notwithstanding his disguise, took him home to his house, and not daring to put him to death without telling the king, on account of his rank, carried him to court as soon as it was day.  When the king had been informed by the judge of the crime Bahader had, as he believed from the circumstances, committed, he addressed himself to the master of the horse as follows:  “It is thus then that thou murderess my subjects, to rob them, and then wouldst throw their dead bodies into the sea, to hide thy villainy?  Let us get rid of him; execute him immediately.”

Innocent as Bahader was, he received sentence of death with resignation, and said not a word in his justification.  The judge carried him to his house, and while the pale was preparing, sent a crier to publish throughout the city, that at noon the master of the horse was to be impaled for a murder.

Prince Amgiad, who had in vain expected Bahader’s return, was struck with consternation when he heard the crier publish the approaching execution of the master of the horse.  “If,” said he to himself, “any one ought to die for the murder of such a wicked woman, it is I, and not Bahader; I will never suffer an innocent man to be punished for the guilty.”  Without deliberating, he then hastened to the place of execution, whither the people were running from all parts.