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Updated: May 3, 2025
While he was pondering what could have brought this into the merciless desert, a man drew near who was dressed like a faqīr, and had bare head and feet, but walked with the free carriage of a person of rank. His face was kind, and wise and thoughtful, and he came on and spoke to the prince. 'O good youth! how did you come here? Who are you? Where do you come from?
The faqir was still asleep, but he soon awoke with the sizzling and the fizzling, and said to himself, 'Dear me! how uncommonly nice the King smells this morning! Indeed, so appetising was the smell, that he could hardly wait until the King was crisp and brown, but then oh, my goodness! how he gobbled him up!
'Who are you? asked the faqir, who, to begin with, was somewhat short-sighted, and in addition felt drowsy after his heavy meal. 'Who! Why, I'm King Karan, come to be fried! Don't you want your breakfast? 'I've had my breakfast! sighed the faqir regretfully. 'You tasted very nice when you were devilled, I can assure you!
When he was crisp and brown, the faqir ate him, picked the bones, set them together, sang a charm, and finished the business by bringing out his dirty, old ragged coat, which he shook and shook, while the bright golden pieces came tumbling out of the pockets on to the floor. So that was the way King Karan got his gold, and if you think it very extraordinary, so do I!
Of course, had the faqir been an ordinary sort of person, the compact would not have lasted long, for once King Karan had been fried and eaten, there would have been an end of the matter.
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