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master’s face ; no longer the angry Schemerzad, but Schem-
zeddin, thy friend and protector,"—“ And for whom wouldst
thou take me?” said the vizier, throwing aside his turban.
« By Mahomet!” cried Nourjahad, “ If I do not dream, I behold
the royal Schemzeddin, and in thee, vizier, my faithful slave,
Hasem.’”—* It is even so,” said the sultan, “ J loved you, Nour
jahad, too well, not to endeavour to work your reformation. I
‘employed the beautiful Mandana to personate your guardian-
angel: I introduced her into your chamber throngh a secret
door unknown to you, which communicates with a gallery in
the royal palace. You fell into the snare. The liquid you
drank was an opiate, and while you slept we conveyed the ums
into your chamber, filled from the royal treasury. When you
were settled in your imaginary felicity, Hasem offered ‘himself
to your service; and I had Mandana, who already loved you
passionately, presented to you. No wonder her charms cap-
tivated your heart. As [ foresaw, you yielded to all manner
of excess; and I, to awaken your remorse, had an opiate admi-
nistered, and withdrew Mandana from your arms. The con-
finement I laid you under, was to prevent your having any
communication beyond your own houschold; and you were
served only by my slaves, who were bound by solemn oaths to
keep my seeret. "You did not suspect that you had slept only a
night instead of four years; but you were not reformed, and we
imposed on you that you had had a second sleep of longer dura
tion. Your beautiful slaves were conveyed away in the night,
and old women introduced to personate them, which they did
admirably ; and Hasem, whom you supposed to be dead,
remained secretly in your house to govern the mechanism of our
plot. Still you continued to rebel against the laws of God and
man, and at length stained your hand in blood : happily, you
did not take the life you aimed at ; she who personated Cadiga,