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Then came the question whether he knew the road over the hills from Babylon to the ancient town of Berenice; and when he replied that he had lately travelled that way, and that it was the shortest road to the sea for Djidda and Medina, she repeated her satisfied "Ah!" took his hand, and went on with coaxing but emphatic entreaty while she played with his big fingers: "And now, best and kindest Rustem, in all Memphis there is but one really trusty messenger; but he, you see, is betrothed, and so he would rather get married and go home with his bride than help us to save the life of poor Paula."

His faltering breath protracted speech denied: Still from his eye-lids flowed a gushing tide; Through Rustem's soul redoubled horror ran, Heart-rending thoughts subdued the mighty man, And now, at last, with joy-illumined eye, The Zábul bands their glorious Chief descry; But when they saw his pale and haggard look, Knew from what mournful cause he gazed and shook, With downcast mien they moaned and wept aloud; While Rustem thus addressed the weeping crowd "Here ends the war! let gentle peace succeed, Enough of death, I I have done the deed!"

And the Shah when he heard it was beside himself, and he cried with a loud voice that Gew be hanged together with the other; and he bade Tus lead them forth. And Tus would have led them out, for he hoped the anger of the Shah would be appeased; but Rustem broke from his grasp and stood before Kai Kaous, and all the nobles were filled with fear when they saw his anger.

I was afraid yesterday that it would come to this; but it can never, never be. I am grateful oh! so grateful; but no, it cannot be, and that must be the end of it. I can never be your wife. Rustem." "No?" he asked with a scowl, and the veins swelled in his low forehead. "Then you have been making a fool of me! as to the gratitude you talk of. . . ."

"Well, settle the matter, and it shall be no fault of mine if the second wedding lacks magnificence." "And we will have a third!" interrupted the child, clapping her hands and laughing. "My worthy escort Rustem. . . . "The colossus! Why, child, to you all things are possible! Have you found a wife for him too?" "No, he found Mandane for himself without my help."

Every town laid waste, Soldier and peasant, husband, wife, and child, Sharing the miseries of a ravaged land!" With tears in his eyes and a heavy heart, Pírán repaired to the Khakán, who, after some discussion, permitted him in these terms to go and confer with Rustem. "Depart then speedful on thy embassy, And if he seeks for peace, adjust the terms, And presents to be sent us.

Rustem dismounted, unsaddled his horse, and looked with astonishment at the provisions thus prepared. It was the meal of certain magicians, who had vanished when they saw him approach.

Then did not I and Rustem Strictly fulfil Isfendiyár's commands, And most assiduously endow thy mind With all the skill and virtues of a hero, That might deserve some kindness in return? Now take my house, my treasure, my possessions, Take all; but spare my family and me."

Rustem was not present at the time, but when he heard of the altercation and the result of it, he was very angry, saying that Gúdarz was a relation of the family, and Tús his guest, and therefore wrong had been done, since a guest ought always to be protected.

This message was received with bitter feelings of resentment by Afrásiyáb, who prepared his army for battle without delay, and promised to bestow his daughter in marriage and a kingdom upon the man who should succeed in taking Rustem alive.