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THE ARABIAN NIGHTS

“When I perceived that my remonstrance, instead of restoring her to a sense of duty, served only to increase her anguish, I ceased speaking and retired. She continued every day to visit her charge, and for two whole years abandoned herself to grief and despair.

“I went a second time to the Palace of Tears, while she was there. I concealed myself again, and heard her thus cry out: ‘It is now three years since you spoke one word to me; you answer not the proofs I give you of my devotion by my sighs and lamentations. Is it from insensibility, or contempt? O tomb! tell me by what miracle thou becamest the depository of the rarest treasure the world ever contained.’

“I must confess, my lord, I was enraged at these expressions; for, in truth, this adored mortal was by no means what you would imagine him to have been. He was a black Indian, one of the original natives of this country. I was so enraged at the language addressed to him, that I discovered myself, and apostrophising the tomb in my turn, I cried, ‘O tomb! why dost thou not swallow up that .monster so revolting to human nature, or rather why dost thou not swallow up this pair of monsters?’

“I had scarcely uttered these words, when the queen, who sat by the black, rose up like a fury: ‘Miscreant!’ said she, ‘thou art the cause of my grief; do not think I am ignorant of this, I have dissembled too long. It was thy barbarous hand that brought the object of my fondness into this lamentable condition; and thou hast the cruelty to come and insult me.’ ‘Yes,’ said I, in a rage, ‘it was I who chastised that monster, according to his desert; I ought to have treated thee in the same manner; I now repent that I did not; thou hast too long abused my goodness.’ As I spoke these words, I drew out my cimeter, and lifted up my hand to punish her; but regarding me stead-

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