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him; so he visited her with physicians and men of skill, but none could come at a cure for her.
As for Nimeh, when he returned home, he sat down on his bed and cried, “Ho, Num!” But she answered not; so he rose in haste and called out, but none came to him, for all the women in the house had hidden themselves, for fear of him. Then he went in to his mother, whom he found sitting with her cheek on her hand, and said to her, “O my mother, where is Num?” “O my son,” answered she, “she is with one who is worthier than I to be trusted with her, namely, the devout old woman; she went forth with her to visit the fakirs and return.” “Since when has this been her wont,” asked Nimeh, “and at what hour went she forth?” Quoth his mother, “She went out early in the morning.” “And how camest thou to give her leave for this?” said he, and she replied, “O my son, it was she persuaded me.” “There is no power and no virtue but in God the Most High, the Supreme!” exclaimed Nimeh and going forth, in a state of distraction, repaired to the chief of the police, to whom said he, “Dost thou practise on me and steal my slave-girl away from me? I will assuredly complain of thee to the Commander of the Faithful.” “Who has taken her?” asked the chief of the police, and Nimeh answered, “An old woman of such and such a favour, clad in woollen raiment and carrying a rosary of thousands of beads.” “Find me the old woman,” rejoined the other, “and I will get thee back thy slave-girl.” “Who knows the old woman?” said Nimeh. “And who knows the hidden things save God, may He be glorified and exalted?” replied the official, who knew her for El Hejjaj’s agent. Quoth Nimeh, “I look to thee for my slave-girl, and El Hejjaj shall judge between thee and me.” And the master of police answered, “Go to whom thou wilt.” Now Nimeh’s father was one of the chief men of Cufa; so he went to the
