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Updated: May 23, 2025
"I didn't think of it before;" but he kept on striking away, all the same. "Then stop it!" said Alcahazar, the oldest magician, striking the sword from his hand with one blow of his staff.
"Were you told to go down there to meet anybody? Because, if you were, you had better take some tubs down with you, to sit in. But all I know about it is, that it's the lowest part of this old hole of a castle." "Boy," said Alcahazar, "there is a young lady shut up down here somewhere. Do you know where she is?" "How old is she?" asked the boy. "About seventeen," said the magician.
"Well, good merchant, perhaps I might; but I don't particularly want to know," said the slave, as he leaned back against the gate, leisurely striking with his long sword at the night-bugs and beetles that were buzzing about. "My friend," said Alcahazar, "don't you think that is rather a careless way of using a sword? You might cut somebody." "That's true," said the slave.
Alcahazar did not go to bed, but sat in his room and reflected. He saw that the dwarf had given this feast on account of his joy at having captured the Princess, and thus caused grief to the King and Prince, and all the people; but it was also evident that he was very sly, and had not mentioned the matter to any of the company.
When they reached the outer gate of the castle, Alcahazar, the oldest, knocked at it with his stick, and it was opened at once by a shiny black slave, who, coming out, shut it behind him, and inquired what the travellers wanted. "Is your master within?" asked Alcahazar. "I don't know," said the slave. "Can't you find out?" asked the magician.
Alcahazar lifted up the jar from the dwarf, and there was the little rascal, so covered up with sticky jam, that he could not speak and could hardly move. So, taking an oil-cloth bag from under his cloak, Alcahazar dropped the dwarf into it, and tied it up, and hung it to his girdle.
So they stopped, and he humbly informed them that his master was in. "We would see him," said Alcahazar. "But, sirs," said the slave, "he is having a grand feast." "Well," said the magician, "we're invited." "O noble merchants!" cried the slave, "why did you not tell me that before?" and he opened wide the gate, and let them in.
"My lord the dwarf," said Alcahazar, advancing toward him, "I am the king of a far country; and passing your castle, and hearing of your feast, I have made bold to come and offer you some of the sweet-tasting birds of my kingdom."
"All right," said he; "this way;" and he led them to where there was a great black hole, with a windlass over it. "Get in the bucket," said he, "and I will lower you down." "Bucket!" cried Alcahazar. "Is that a well?"
As there was no vacant place, the slaves took hold of one of the guests, and gave him what the boys would call a "hist," right through the window, and Alcahazar took his place. Then stepped forward Ormanduz, and said, "My lord the dwarf, I am also the king of a far country, and I have made bold to offer you some of the wine of my kingdom."
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