The two new viziers humbly thanked the sultan, and retired to make due preparation for their father’s interment.  They did not go abroad for a month, after which they repaired to court, and attended their duties.  When the sultan hunted, one of the brothers accompanied him, and this honour they had by turns.  One evening as they were conversing together after a cheerful meal, the next day being the elder brother’s turn to hunt with the sultan, he said to his younger brother, “Since neither of us is yet married, and we live so affectionately together, let us both wed the same day sisters out of some family that may suit our quality.  What do you think of this plan?” “Brother,” answered the other vizier, “there cannot be a better thought; for my part, I will agree to any thing you approve.”  “But this is not all,” said the elder; “my fancy carries me farther:  Suppose both our wives should conceive the first night of our marriage, and should happen to be brought to bed on one day, yours of a son, and mine of a daughter, we will give them to each other in marriage.”  “Nay,” said Noor ad Deen aloud, “I must acknowledge that this prospect is admirable; such a marriage will perfect our union, and I willingly consent to it.  But then, brother,” said he farther, “if this marriage should happen, would you expect that my son should settle a jointure on your daughter?” “There is no difficulty in that,” replied the other; “for I am persuaded, that besides the usual articles of the marriage contract, you will not fail to promise in his name at least three thousand sequins, three landed estates, and three slaves.”  “No,” said the younger “I will not consent to that; are we not brethren, and equal in title and dignity?  Do not you and I know what is just?  The male being nobler than the female, it is your part to give a large dowry with your daughter.  By what I perceive, you are a man that would have your business done at another’s charge.”

Although Noor ad Deen spoke these words in jest, his brother being of a hasty temper, was offended, and falling into a passion said, “A mischief upon your son, since you prefer him before my daughter.  I wonder you had so much confidence as to believe him worthy of her; you must needs have lost your judgment to think you are my equal, and say we are colleagues.  I would have you to know, that since you are so vain, I would not marry my daughter to your son though you would give him more than you are worth.”  This pleasant quarrel between two brothers about the marriage of their children before they were born went so far, that Shumse ad Deen concluded by threatening:  “Were I not to-morrow,” said he, “to attend the sultan, I would treat you as you deserve; but at my return, I will make you sensible that it does not become a younger brother to speak so insolently to his elder as you have done to me.”  Upon this he retired to his apartment in anger.

Shumse ad Deen rising early next morning, attended the sultan, who went to hunt near the pyramids.  As for Noor ad Deen, he was very uneasy all night, and supposing it would not be possible to live longer with a brother who had treated him with so much haughtiness, he provided a stout mule, furnished himself with money and jewels, and having told his people that he was going on a private journey for two or three days, departed.