The sultan replied, “It is true, O vizier, that resignation is praiseworthy, and impatience blamable; for a poet has justly said, ‘Be calm under adversity; for calmness can alone extricate from danger.’  To affliction joy often succeeds, and after trouble we generally enjoy repose; but, alas! human nature cannot divest itself of feeling; and Koout al Koolloob was so dear to me, and so delighted my soul, that I dread I shall never find another mistress her equal in beauty and accomplishments.”  The vizier consoled his master, and at length prevailed upon him to submit to his misfortune with some degree of resignation.

The sultan and vizier daily repaired to view the progress of the new edifice, the report of which had spread through the city, and at length reached Koout al Koolloob, who said to the fisherman, “We are every day expending our money, and getting nothing:  suppose, therefore, you seek employment in the building which the sultan is erecting.  Report says that he is liberal, so that possibly advantage may accrue.  “The fisherman replied, “My dear mistress, how shall I bear the least absence from you?” for he loved her, and she perceiving it, often dreaded that he would have made advances; but the remembrance of what he had endured from the conduct of the merchant’s daughter had made him cautious.  She replied, “Dost thou really love me?” “Canst thou doubt it?” answered he; “thou art my life, and the light of my eyes!” “If so,” exclaimed she, “take this necklace, and when you think of me as you are working, look at it, and it will console you till your return home.”

The fisherman obeyed the commands of Koout al Koolloob, repaired to the spot where the edifice was erecting, and beheld the sultan and vizier observing the workmen.  The former inquired if he wanted employment, to which he replied in the affirmative, and was hired.  He began his labour; but so much was his mind engaged with his mistress, that every now and then, dropping his implements, he drew out the necklace, and looking upon it heaved a deep sigh, which the sultan observing, said to his vizier, “This man, perchance, is more unhappy than myself; let us call him to us, and inquire into his circumstances.”  The vizier brought him to the presence, and desired him to tell honestly why he had sighed so deeply.  “Alas!” replied he, “I am absent from my beloved, who gave me this necklace to look at whenever I might think upon her; and my mind is so taken up with her, that I cannot help laying down my tools, and admiring it constantly.”

When the sultan saw the necklace, he recollected that it was one which he had purchased for Koout al Koolloob for a thousand deenars.  He concealed his agitation, and said, “To whom does this necklace belong?” “To my slave,” replied the labourer, “whom I purchased for a hundred deenars.”  “Canst thou admit us to thy lodging,” rejoined the sultan, “that we may see her?” “I dread,” answered the labourer, “that her modesty may be offended; but I will consult her, and if she assents, I will invite you to my lodging.”  “That is but just,” said the sultan, “and no more than what is proper.”