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When the divan of the following day had closed, the two men were summoned into the presence of the pacha. "I shall now decide upon the merits of your stories," observed he. "Sit down there both of you, and agree between yourselves which of you will begin." "May it please your highness, you will never be able to listen to this man Ali," observed Hussan: "you had better send him away."
When the divan of the following day had closed, the two men were summoned into the presence of the pacha. "I shall now decide upon the merits of your stories," observed he. "Sit down there both of you, and agree between yourselves which of you will begin." "May it please your highness, you will never be able to listen to this man Ali," observed Hussan: "you had better send him away."
My father was a gardener, and people of his condition, you know, are obliged to get up early, that they may be in time for the market, where, you know, they bring their vegetables for sale." "This is all very true, I dare say," observed the pacha, "but you will oblige me by leaving out all those you knows, which I agree with your comrade Hussan to be very tedious."
"I tell you, Ali, that it is impossible to hear those long stories of yours without losing one's temper." "Long stories!" whispered the pacha to Mustapha with delight: "the very thing! Shukur Allah! Thanks be to God!" "And I tell you in reply, Hussan, that yours are ten times worse.
After a few minutes' pause, to recover himself from the ruffling of his temper, the pacha addressed the other man "Now, Hussan, you will begin your story; and observe that I am rather in an ill-humour." "How can your highness be otherwise, after the annoyance of that bore Ali? I said so; `Ali, says I " "Go on with your story," repeated the pacha angrily.
"Allah preserve your highness from all evil," replied Ali, "but more especially from the talking of Hussan, which is as oppressive as the hot wind of the desert." "I have not sent for you to hear you dispute in my presence, but to hear your stories. Ali, do you begin." "I do assure your highness," interrupted Hussan, "that you will not listen to him three minutes."
"I tell you, Ali, that it is impossible to hear those long stories of yours without losing one's temper." "Long stories!" whispered the pacha to Mustapha with delight: "the very thing! Shukur Allah! Thanks be to God!" "And I tell you in reply, Hussan, that yours are ten times worse.
"Have we not the slave who offered to lay his story at your sublime feet, on the same evening that we met those sons of Shitan Ali and Hussan, who received the punishment merited by their enormous crimes?
That's what I always told him `Ali, says I, `if you only knew, says I, `how annoying you are! Why there, says I " At this moment the blow of the scimitar fell, and the head of Hussan rolled upon the floor; the lips, from the force of habit, still quivering in their convulsions with the motioning which would have produced says I, if the channel of sound had not been so effectually interrupted.
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