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The sun has risen and gilds with its light the lattice-work of the windows, throwing little crimson circles on the mat that covers the floor. Mohammed unties the silken scarf that binds Butheita's feet, and assists her to stand up. He also unties the scarf that binds her hands, and she now stands before him with her face veiled. He gently removes the cuffei from her head.
He quickly unties the cuffei and removes it from her head. She looks up at him who is bowed down over her, and the kind moon sheds her soft light upon them, and enables them to see each other. Oh, happy moment! Forgotten is all, forgotten the long separation forgotten, also, that her father will be angry and will grieve for her!
I bring you a beautiful little cup I found there." "And I bring you a piece of cloth a beautiful gold-embroidered cuffei which I found in the cave. It is very handsome, only there are a few spots, as though blood had dropped on it." And, like Ibrahim, the two boys also lay the packages they had brought at their father's feet.
As she awakens and attempts to cry out, he quickly throws a gold-embroidered cuffei over her head, ties it securely around her neck, and then lifts Butheita in his arms. But, as he does so, he whispers in her ear, "Fear nothing, Butheita, no harm will be done you!" A sudden tremor seizes her; she thinks she recognizes this voice. But no, it is impossible. He would not come to her as a robber.
He kisses the rim of the cup, the place where Masa's crimson lips had touched; he then carefully places it on the cushion beside him. He now takes up the third present the gold-embroidered cuffei he had purchased for Masa from the merchant, Lion. She wore it around her neck for the last time when he pressed her to his heart and took leave of her for a short time, as he thought.
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