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The day passed by, and Jussuf did not perceive how the hours flew away: the sun was just sinking; then his playfellow sprang over a neighbouring bush, and cried, "Good night." As she passed over the flowers of the bush, she disappeared from Jussuf's eyes, and he saw only the butterfly flying. When he returned to the palace, his servants were much rejoiced.

He did not wish to be recognized in his poor condition, and feared to be taken for an impostor if he claimed the treasure. But he could not understand how the box could come into the captain's hands. He therefore turned to him, and said, "Forgive me, sir, my curiosity, and tell me if you knew Jussuf's servant who brought the box?" But the captain answered angrily, "Listen.

Jussuf proposed that he should flee with him, and seek another home; but he would not listen to it. "I cannot separate from my wife and children; I must return home. What good would all the possessions of earth be to me if I were obliged to live a fugitive in a strange country, and consume my life longing after my kindred?" Then a thought flashed through Jussuf's mind.

She approached him, patted his cheek with her left hand, and holding out the talisman with her right, said smiling, "Does it belong to me? Is it not true that you have given it me?" Jussuf's first impulse was to say Yes; but when he looked into her eyes, and, instead of human eyes, saw a great number of butterflies' eyes, horror came over him.

Jussuf's mind had been but little turned on trade, and now he could not recollect the names of all the people with whom he transacted business in Shiraz: besides, he had a certain aversion to disclose the true reasons for his journey; so he let his friendly companion entertain the idea that he had come to Persia for the purpose of purchasing and giving commissions.

"Who dares here to usurp Jussuf's place? Who dares here to pass for Jussuf's wife? I am Jussuf, who was thought lost! Where is the impostor? Let him come here, that he may receive the just reward of his treachery." Whilst he spoke a richly-dressed man, but unknown to him, approached, and said, "You speak of deceit! Nobody here passes for Jussuf but yourself.

Then were splendid feasts prepared that lasted many days, and such as never at any other time were celebrated in Balsora; so that in after years people spoke of the splendour with which the rich merchant Jussuf's wedding had been consummated. He attained with Haschanascha a great and very happy old age, and his latest descendants revere his memory. The Seven Sleepers.

The King answered that this would be easy, as two priests had arrived from the snake's temple, before they had gone into the garden, to demand an audience. They were called, and there soon appeared the priests in long white garments, with particoloured girdles. "Is this the man pointed out by your god?" asked she, as they approached Jussuf's cage.