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Updated: June 3, 2025
Then Musli approached Janaki and saluted him on the shoulder, then, turning towards Gül-Bejáze, he touched with his hand first the earth and next his forehead, sat down beside Janaki on the cushions that had been drawn into the middle of the room, and made merry with them.
Yet lest the cold surface of the pavement should chill the feet of the damsels, rows of tiny sandals stood ready there that they might bind them upon their feet and so walk from one end of the room to the other at their ease. And these sandals they called kobkobs." "Aye, aye!" cried the anxious Janaki, "you describe the interior of the Seraglio so vividly that I almost feel frightened.
Janaki said "thank you!" to everything, and very readily clambered to the top of the roof. There he found already prepared for him the carpet and the fur cushion on which he was to sleep.
"By Allah!" said he, "it shall not be long before we see each other again." And thus their ways parted right and left. Musli conducted Janaki away in one direction, through a subterranean cellar, whilst Halil fled away across the house-tops, and within a quarter of an hour the pair of them arrived at the Etmeidan. What a noise, what a commotion in the streets of Stambul!
Let us all become Janissaries, I and you and Janaki also." But Janaki kicked vigorously against the proposition. "You two may go over to the Janissaries if you like, but in the meantime my daughter and I will make our escape to the Isle of Tenedos and there await tidings of you.
Janaki promised money and loads of treasure to Ali Kermesh if only he would hold his tongue, say nothing of what had happened, and let the girl remain with her husband. But the Berber-Bashi was inexorable. "No," said he, "I will take away the girl, and your treasures also shall be mine.
On the occasion of the first general auction that had come round after the departure of Janaki from Halil, the pedlar was sitting as usual before his booth in the bazaar when the public crier appeared in the slave-market, leading by the hand a veiled female slave, and made the following announcement in a loud voice: "Merciful Mussulmans! Lo!
"Certainly, they called her Irene, for she was a Greek girl." Janaki trembled at the word. No doubt the girl was about to relate her own story, for Irene was the very name she had received at her baptism. It was very thoughtless of her to betray herself in the presence of a stranger. "One day," continued the maiden, "Irene went a-rowing on the sea with some girl friends.
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