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and I hold it a marvellous, then will I give thee a third of his blood.”<br />

Thereupon the old man began to tell<br />

The First Shaykh’s Story.<br />

Know O Jinni! that this gazelle is the daughter of my paternal uncle,<br />

my own flesh and blood, and I married her when she was a young<br />

maid, and I lived with her well-nigh thirty years, yet was I not blessed<br />

with issue by her. So I took me a concubine who brought to me the<br />

boon of a male child fair as the full moon, with eyes of lovely shine<br />

and eyebrows which formed one line, and limbs of perfect design.<br />

Little by little he grew in stature and waxed tall; and when he was a lad<br />

fifteen years old, it became needful I should journey to certain cities<br />

and I travelled with great store of goods. But the daughter of my uncle<br />

(this gazelle) had learned gramarye and egromancy and clerkly craft<br />

from her childhood; so she bewitched that son of mine to a calf, and<br />

my handmaid (his mother) to a heifer, and made them over to the<br />

herdsman’s care. Now when I returned after a long time from my<br />

journey and asked for my son and his mother, she answered me, saying<br />

“Thy slave-girl is dead, and thy son hath fled and I know not whither<br />

he is sped.”<br />

So I remained for a whole year with grieving heart, and streaming<br />

eyes until the time came for the Great Festival of Allah. Then sent I to<br />

my herdsman bidding him choose for me a fat heifer; and he brought<br />

me one which was the damsel, my handmaid, whom this gazelle had<br />

ensorcelled. I tucked up my sleeves and skirt and, taking a knife,<br />

proceeded to cut her throat, but she lowed aloud and wept bitter tears.<br />

Thereat I marvelled and pity seized me and I held my hand, saying to<br />

the herd, “Bring me other than this.” Then cried my cousin, “Slay her,<br />

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