thee not, for it was out of thy power to prevent this. The doom of
Allah was on thee as well as on us, and thanks be to the Almighty
for that my daughter delivered thee,
albeitthereby she lost her own
life! Go forth now, O my son, from this my city, and
suffice thee what
hath
befallen us through thee, even although 'twas decreed for us.
Go forth in peace, and if I ever see thee again I will surely slay
thee." And he cried out at me.
So I went forth from his presence, O my lady,
weepingbitterly and
hardly believing in my escape and
knowing not w
hither I should wend.
And I recalled all that had
befallen me, my meeting the
tailor, my
love for the
damsel in the palace beneath the earth, and my narrow
escape from the Ifrit, even after he had determined to do me die,
and how I had entered the city as an ape and was now leaving it a
man once more. Then I gave thanks to Allah and said, "My eye and not
my life!" And before leaving the place I entered the bath and shaved
my poll and beard and mustachios and eyebrows, and cast ashes on my
head and donned the
coarse black
woolen robe of a Kalandar.
Then I journeyed through many regions and saw many a city, intending
for Baghdad, that I might seek
audience in the House of Peace with the
Commander of the Faithful, and tell him all that had
befallen me. I
arrived here this very night and found my brother in Allah, this first
Kalandar,
standing about as one perplexed, so I saluted him with
"Peace be upon thee," and entered into
discourse with him. Presently
up came our brother, this third Kalandar, and said to us: "Peace be
with you! I am a stranger," whereto we replied, "And we too be
strangers, who have come
hither this
blessed night."
So we all three walked on together, none of us
knowing the other's
history, till Destiny drave us to this door and we came in to you.
Such then is my story and my reason for
shaving my beard and
mustachios, and this is what caused the loss of my eye. Said the house
mistress, "Thy tale is indeed a rare, so rub thy head and wend thy
ways." But he replied, "I will not budge till I hear my companions'
stories."
Then came forward the third Kalandar, and said, "O
illustrious lady,
my history is not like that of these my comrades, but more wondrous
and far more
marvelous. In their case Fate and Fortune came down on
them unawares, but I drew down Destiny upon my own head and brought
sorrow on mine own soul, and shaved my own beard and lost my own
eye. Hear then