God’s name, not to take away my life, and thou didst reject my prayers; I am obliged to treat thee in the same manner.”
The genie omitted nothing that he thought likely to prevail with the fisherman: ‘‘Open the vessel,” said he, “give me my liberty, and I promise to satisfy you to your own content.” “Thou art a traitor,” replied the fisherman, “I should deserve to lose my life, if I were such a fool as to trust thee.”
“My good fisherman,” replied the genie, “I conjure you once more not to be guilty of such cruelty; consider that it is not good to avenge one’s self, and that, on the other hand, it is commendable to do good for evil; do not treat me as Imama formerly treated Ateca.” “And what did Imama to Ateca?” inquired the fisherman. “Ho!” cried the genie, “if you have a mind to be informed, open the vessel: do you think that I can be in a humour to relate stories in so strait a prison? I will tell you as many as you please, when you have let me out.” “No,” said the fisherman, “I will not let thee out; it is in vain to talk of it; I am just going to throw thee into the bottom of the sea.” “Hear me one word more,” cried the genie; “I promise to do you no hurt; nay, far from that, I will show you a way to become exceedingly rich.”
The hope of delivering himself from poverty prevailed with the fisherman. ‘‘I could listen to thee,” said he, “were there any credit to be given to thy word; swear to me, by the great name of God, that thou wilt faithfully perform what thou promisest, and I will open the vessel; I do not believe thou wilt dare to break such an oath.”
The genie swore to him, upon which the fisherman immediately took off the covering of the vessel. At that instant the smoke ascended, and the genie, having resumed his form, the first thing he did was to kick the vessel into the sea. This action
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