Tales from the Arabic, vol 3 | Page 3

and day-bright face and slender [waist and heavy]
hips; brief, she was endowed with elegance, the description whereof
existeth not, [and was] even as saith of her the poet:
A fair one, to idolaters if she herself should show, They'd leave their
idols and her face for only Lord would know; And if into the briny sea
one day she chanced to spit, Assuredly the salt sea's floods straight
fresh and sweet would grow.
The dealer stood at her head and one of the merchants said, "I bid a
thousand dinars for her." Quoth another, "I bid eleven hundred dinars;"
[and a third, "I bid twelve hundred"]. Then said a fourth merchant, "Be
she mine for fourteen hundred dinars." And the biddings stood still at
that sum. Quoth her owner, "I will not sell her save with her consent. If
she desire to be sold, I will sell her to whom she willeth." And the
slave-dealer said to him, "What is her name?" "Her name is Sitt el
Milah,"[FN#11] answered the other; whereupon the dealer said to her,
"By thy leave, I will sell thee to yonder merchant for this price of

fourteen hundred dinars." Quoth she, "Come hither to me." So he came
up to her and when he drew near, she gave him a kick with her foot and
cast him to the ground, saying, "I will not have that old man." The
slave-dealer arose, shaking the dust from his clothes and head, and said,
"Who biddeth more? Who is desirous [of buying?]" Quoth one of the
merchants, "I," and the dealer said to her, "O Sitt el Milah, shall I sell
thee to this merchant?" "Come hither to me," answered she; but he said
"Nay; speak and I will hearken to thee from my place, for I will not
trust myself to thee," And she said, "I will not have him."
Then he looked at her and seeing her eyes fixed on the young
Damascene, for that in very deed he had ravished her with his beauty
and grace, went up to the latter and said to him, "O my lord, art thou a
looker-on or a buyer? Tell me." Quoth Noureddin, "I am both looker-on
and buyer. Wilt thou sell me yonder slave-girl for sixteen hundred
dinars?" And he pulled out the purse of gold. So the dealer returned,
dancing and clapping his hands and saying, "So be it, so be it, or not [at
all]!" Then he came to the damsel and said to her, "O Sitt el Milah,
shall I sell thee to yonder young Damascene for sixteen hundred
dinars?" But she answered, "No," of shamefastness before her master
and the bystanders; whereupon the people of the bazaar and the
slave-merchant departed, and Abou Nuwas and Ali Noureddin arose
and went each his own way, whilst the damsel returned to her master's
house, full of love for the young Damascene.
When the night darkened on her, she called him to mind and her heart
clave to him and sleep visited her not; and on this wise she abode days
and nights, till she sickened and abstained from food. So her lord went
in to her and said to her, "O Sitt el Milah, how findest thou thyself?" "O
my lord," answered she, "I am dead without recourse and I beseech
thee to bring me my shroud, so I may look on it before my death."
Therewithal he went out from her, sore concerned for her, and betook
himself to a friend of his, a draper, who had been present on the day
when the damsel was cried [for sale]. Quoth his friend to him, "Why do
I see thee troubled?" And he answered, "Sitt el Milah is at the point of
death and these three days she hath neither eaten nor drunken. I
questioned her to-day of her case and she said, 'O my lord, buy me a
shroud, so I may look on it before my death.'" Quoth the draper,
"Methinks nought ails her but that she is enamoured of the young

Damascene and I counsel thee to mention his name to her and avouch
to her that he hath foregathered with thee on her account and is desirous
of coming to thy house, so he may hear somewhat of her singing. If she
say, 'I reck not of him, for there is that to do with me which distracteth
me from the Damascene and from other than he,' know that she saith
sooth concerning her sickness; but, if she say to thee other than this,
acquaint me therewith.'"
So the man returned to his lodging and going in to his slave-girl, said to
her, "O Sitt el Milah, I went out on thine occasion and there met me the
young man of Damascus, and