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"Allah Kerim! God grant that thy shadow may never grow less, most mighty Padishah!" said Damad Ibrahim, and with that he kissed the hand of the Grand Seignior, and both he and the Chief Mufti withdrew. At the gate of the Seraglio the Chief Mufti said to the Grand Vizier sorrowfully: "It had been better for us both had we never grown grey!"

Damad Ibrahim pressed the writing to his forehead and his lips, and, after carefully reading it through, handed it back again, and taking from his finger the great seal of the Empire gave it to the Kizlar-Aga. "May he who comes after me be wiser and happier than I have been," said he. "Greet the Sultan from me once more.

That is Damad Ibrahim the Grand Vizier." Gül-Bejáze regarded her husband with eyes wide-open with astonishment, and then hastened to reply: "Truly it is Damad Ibrahim. Of course, of course. Death hath disfigured his face so that I scarce knew it." "Did I not tell thee that thou shouldst make sport with the heads of those who made sport with thy heart? Dost thou want yet more?" "Oh, no, no, Halil.

The three ministers then took leave of Damad Ibrahim, embraced each other, and were removed in the custody of the bostanjis. It was now the duty of the Grand Vizier to elect a new Chief Mufti from among the Ulemas.

And as for you, tell Halil Patrona that you have seen the door of the Hall of the Executioners close behind the back of Damad Ibrahim." With that the Grand Vizier looked about him in search of someone to escort him thither, when suddenly a kajkji leaped to his side and begged that he might be allowed to lead the Grand Vizier to the Hall of Execution.

He bethought him how Damad Ibrahim had forced his embraces upon Gül-Bejáze, and compelled her to resort to the stratagem of the death-swoon, and he gave no heed to what Sulali said about sparing Ibrahim's grey beard. "The Grand Vizier must die," he answered. "As for Abdullah, he may remain alive, but he must be banished." After all, Abdullah had done no harm to Gül-Bejáze.

"What is the name of this man?"? "Halil Patrona." "And what happened after that?" "The man took the girl home, whose beauty, of a truth, was likely to turn the head of anybody. He knew not what had happened to her at the Seraglio, in the kiosks of the Kiaja Beg and the Grand Vizier, Ibrahim Damad and in the harem of the White Prince.

Crete might be besieged for years; but the Venetians, pressed by land, nevertheless shattered the Turkish ships off the coast. Damad 'Ali might recover the Morea, and victoriously surround the shores of Greece with his hundred sail; but he would not venture to threaten Venice, to lay siege to Nice, to harry Naples, or attack Malta.

The Khas-Oda-Bashi announced that the two humblest of the Sultan's servants, Abdullah, the Chief Mufti, and Damad Ibrahim, the Grand Vizier, were waiting on their knees for an audience in the vestibule of the Seraglio. They desired, he said, to communicate important news touching the safety and honour of the Empire.

Speak those of you who are husbands, would you be merciful to him who dishonoured your wife after this sort?" "Death be upon his head!" roared the furious multitude, and rolling onwards like a flood that has burst its dams it stopped a moment later before a stately palace. "Whose is this palace?" inquired Halil of the mob. "Damad Ibrahim's," cried sundry voices from among the crowd.