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Updated: May 1, 2025
But I have vowed that not a single flower song shall cross my lips so long as I am in captivity." The Turk had in his garden a fine and costly plum tree, and in those days plum trees were accounted curiosities. The fruit upon it was round and red as a rose. Gardeners call them bonameras. Ibrahim was proud of this tree.
First he handed to Valentine the basket-load of bonameras, and then he slowly began to let himself down, and begged his slave to help him. And Valentine did help him, for just when Ibrahim was hanging with both hands to a branch between heaven and earth, Valentine threw the basket at him, plums and all, tore him to the ground, bound his hands to his back, and kicked him into the kiosk.
Then he planted himself close beside the tree. Ibrahim was so busily engaged in plucking his fruit, and so lost in admiration at his beautiful bonameras, that it quite escaped him that the sun was going down, and that they had begun to sound the retreat in the fortress.
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