the buttery and the King's treasure chambers, and continued to explore
the palace and to pace from place to place. I forgot myself in my
awe and
marvel at these matters and I was drowned in thought till
the night came on.
Then I would have gone forth, but
knowing not the gate, I lost my
way, so I returned to the alcove w
hither the lighted candles
directed me and sat down upon the couch, and
wrapping myself in a
coverlet, after I had
repeated somewhat from the Koran, I would have
slept but could not, for restlessness possessed me. When night was
at its noon I heard a voice chanting the Koran in sweetest accents,
but the tone thereof was weak. So I rose, glad to hear the silence
broken, and followed the sound until I reached a
closet whose door
stood ajar. Then, peeping through a chink, I considered the place
and lo! it was an
oratorywherein was a prayer niche with two wax
candles burning and lamps
hanging from the ceiling. In it too was
spread a prayer
carpetwhereupon sat a youth fair to see, and before
him on its stand was a copy of the Koran, from which he was
reading. I
marveled to see him alone alive
amongst the people of the city and
entering, saluted him. Whereupon he raised his eyes and returned my
salaam. Quoth I, "Now by the truth of what thou readest in Allah's
Holy Book, I
conjure thee to answer my question." He looked upon me
with a smile and said: "O handmaid of Allah, first tell me the cause
of thy coming
hither, and I in turn will tell what hath befallen
both me and the people of this city, and what was the reason of my
escaping their doom." So I told him my story,
whereat he wondered, and
I questioned him of the people of the city, when he replied, "Have
patience with me for
awhile, O my sister!" and, reverently closing the
Holy Book, he laid it up in a satin bag. Then he seated me by his
side, and I looked at him and behold, he was as the moon at its
full, fair of face and rare of form, soft-sided and slight, of
well-pro
portioned
height, and cheek
smoothly bright and diffusing
light. I glanced at him with one glance of eyes which caused me a
thousand sighs, and my heart was at once taken captive-wise, so I
asked him, "O my lord and my love, tell me that
whereof I questioned
thee," and he answered:
"Hearing is obeying! Know, O handmaid of Allah, that this city was
the capital of my father who is the King thou sawest on the
thronetransfigured by Allah's wrath to a black stone, and the Queen thou
foundest in the alcove is my mother. They and all the people of the
city were Magians who fire adored in lieu of the Omnipotent Lord and
were wont to swear by lowe and heat and shade and light, and the
spheres revolving day and night. My father had ne'er a son till he was
blest with me near the last of his days, and he reared me till I
grew up and
prosperity anticipated me in all things. Now it is
fortuned there was with us an old woman well
stricken in years, a
Moslemah who,
inwardly believing in Allah and His Apostle, conformed
outwardly with the religion of my people. And my father placed
thorough confidence in her for that he knew her to be trustworthy
and
virtuous, and he treated her with ever-increasing kindness,
believing her to be of his own belief.
"So when I was well-nigh grown up my father committed me to her
chargesaying: 'Take him and
educate him and teach him the rules of
our faith. Let him have the best instructions and cease not thy
fostering care of him.' So she took me and taught me the tenets of
Al-Islam with the
divine ordinances of the wuzu ablution and the
five daily prayers and she made me learn the Koran by rote, often
repeating, 'Serve none save Allah Al
mighty!' When I had mastered
this much of knowledge, she said to me, 'O my son, keep this matter
concealed from thy sire and reveal
naught to him, lest he slay
thee." So I hid it from him, and I abode on this wise for a term of
days, when the old woman died, and the people of the city redoubled in
their impiety and
arrogance and the error of their ways.
"One day while they were as wont, behold, they heard a loud and
terrible sound and a crier crying out with a voice like roaring
thunder so every ear could hear, far and near: 'O folk of this city,
leave ye your fire-worshiping and adore Allah the All-compassionate
King!" At this, fear and
terror fell upon the citizens and they
crowded to my father (he being King of the city) and asked him:
'What is this awesome voice we have heard; for it hath confounded us
with the
excess of its
terror?' And he answered: 'Let not a voice