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The Story of Aladdin, or The Magic Lamp - 12

Suraj


The magician, whose saintly dress concealed a wicked heart, was then led into the room of the twenty-four windows. When he saw the princess, he said to her: ‘May all your hopes and desires be fulfilled,’ and he began to launch into a long string of wishes and prayers for her health and prosperity. Under the cloak of great piety, he used all the rhetorical skills of the impostor and hypocrite he was to ingratiate himself into the princess’s favour, which was all the more easy to achieve because the princess, in her natural goodness of heart, believed everyone was as good as she was, especially those who retreated from the world in order to serve God.
When ‘Fatima’ had finished her long harangue, the princess thanked her, saying: ‘Lady Fatima, I thank you for your prayers and good wishes; I have great confidence in them and hope that God will fulfil them. Come, sit yourself beside me.’ ‘Fatima’ took her seat with affected modesty. ‘Holy lady,’ the princess went on, ‘there is something I ask you to grant me – please don’t refuse it me – which is that you stay with me and tell me about your life, so that I can learn by your good example how I should serve God.’ ‘Princess,’ replied ‘Fatima’, ‘I beg you not to ask me something I can’t consent to, without being distracted from and neglecting my prayers and devotions.’ ‘Don’t worry about that,’ the princess reassured her. ‘I have several rooms which are not occupied. Choose the one you like and you shall perform all your devotions there as freely as if you were in your cell.’
Now the magician’s only aim had been to enter Aladdin’s palace, for he could more easily carry out there his pernicious plan under the auspices and protection of the princess than if he had been forced to go back and forth between the palace and the holy woman’s cell. Consequently, he did not put up much resistance in accepting the princess’s kind offer. ‘Princess,’ he said to her, ‘however much a poor wretched woman like myself has resolved to renounce the pomp and grandeur of this world, I dare not presume to resist the wishes and commands of so pious and charitable a princess.’ In reply, Badr rose from her seat and said to the magician: ‘Get up and come with me, and I will show you the empty rooms I have, so that you may choose.’ The magician followed the princess, and from among all the neat and well-furnished apartments she showed him he chose the one which he thought looked the humblest, saying hypocritically that it was too good for him and that he only chose it to please her.

The princess wanted to take the villain back to the room with the twenty-four windows to have him dine with her. The magician realized, however, that to eat he would have to uncover his face, which he had kept veiled until then, and he was afraid that the princess would then recognize that he was not the holy woman Fatima she believed him to be, and so he begged her earnestly to excuse him, telling her he only ate bread and some dried fruit, and to allow him to eat his modest meal in his room. She granted him his request, replying: ‘Holy lady, you are free to do as you would do in your own cell. I will have some food brought you, but remember I expect you as soon as you have finished your meal.’

After the princess had dined, ‘Fatima’ was informed of it by one of her eunuchs and she went to rejoin her. ‘Holy lady,’ the princess said, ‘I am delighted to have with me a holy lady like you, who will bring blessings to this place. Incidentally, how do like this palace? But before I show you round it, room by room, tell me first what you think of this room in particular.’

At this request, ‘Fatima’, who, in order better to perform her part, had affected to keep her head lowered, looking to neither right nor left, at last raised it and surveyed the room, from one end to the other; and when she had reflected for a while, she said: ‘Princess, this room is truly wonderful and so beautiful. Yet, as far as a recluse such as myself can judge who does not know what the world thinks is beautiful, it seems to me that there is something lacking.’ ‘What is that, holy lady?’ asked the princess. ‘Tell me, I beseech you. I myself thought, and I have heard other people say the same, that it lacked nothing, but if there is anything it does lack, I shall have that put right.’

‘Princess,’ the magician replied, with great guile, ‘forgive me for taking the liberty but my advice, if it is of any importance, would be that if a rukh’s egg were to be suspended from the middle of the dome, there would be no other room like this in the four quarters of the world and your palace would be the wonder of the universe.’ ‘Holy lady, what sort of bird is this rukh and where can one find a rukh’s egg?’ Badr asked. ‘Princess,’ replied ‘Fatima’, ‘this is a bird of prodigious size which lives on the summit of Mount Qaf. The architect of your palace will be able to find you one.’
After she had thanked the so-called holy woman for what she believed to be her good advice, the princess conversed with her on other things, but she did not forget the rukh’s egg, which she intended to mention to Aladdin as soon as he returned from hunting. He had been gone for six days and the magician, who was well aware of this, had wanted to take advantage of his absence, but Aladdin returned that same day, towards evening, just after ‘Fatima’ had taken her leave of the princess to retire to her room. As soon as he arrived, he went up to the princess’s apartments, which she had just entered, and greeted and embraced her, but she seemed a little cold in her welcome, so he said to her: ‘Dear princess, you don’t seem to be as cheerful as usual. Has something happened during my absence to displease you and cause you worry and dissatisfaction? For God’s sake, don’t hide it from me; there’s nothing that were it in my power I would not do to make it go away.’ ‘It’s nothing, really,’ replied Badr, ‘and I am so little bothered by it that I didn’t think it would show on my face enough for you to notice. However, since, contrary to my intentions, you have noticed a change in me, I won’t hide from you the cause, which is of very little importance. Like you,’ she continued, ‘I thought that our palace was the most superb, the most magnificent, the most perfect in all the world. But I will tell you now about something that occurred to me when I was looking carefully around the room of the twenty-four windows. Don’t you agree that it would leave nothing to be desired if a rukh’s egg were to be suspended from the middle of the dome?’ ‘Princess,’ replied Aladdin, ‘it is enough that you should find it lacks a rukh’s egg for me to agree with you. You shall see by the speed with which I put this right how there is nothing I would not do out of my love for you.’

Aladdin left the princess at once and went up to the room of the twentyfour windows; there he pulled out the lamp, which he always carried with him wherever he went, ever since the danger he had run into through neglecting to take this precaution, and rubbed it. Immediately the jinni stood before him and Aladdin addressed him, saying: ‘Jinni, what this dome lacks is a rukh’s egg suspended from the middle of its dome; so I command you, in the name of the lamp I am holding, to repair this deficiency.’

No sooner had Aladdin uttered these words than the jinni uttered such a terrible cry that the room shook and Aladdin staggered and nearly fell down the stairs. ‘What, you miserable wretch!’ cried the jinni in a voice which would have made the most confident of men tremble. ‘Isn’t it enough that I and my companions have done everything for you, but you ask me, with an ingratitude that beggars belief, to bring you my master and hang him from the middle of this dome? For this outrage you, your wife and your palace, deserve to be reduced to cinders on the spot. But it’s lucky you are not the author of the request and that it does not come directly from you. The man really behind it all, let me tell you, is the brother of your enemy, the African magician, whom you destroyed as he deserved. This man is in your palace, disguised in the clothes of the holy woman Fatima, whom he has killed. It’s he who suggested to your wife to make the pernicious demand you have made of me. His plan is to kill you – you must be on your guard.’ And with these words, he disappeared.

Aladdin did not miss a single of the jinni’s final words; he had heard about the holy woman Fatima and he knew all about how she supposedly cured headaches. He returned to the princess’s apartments, saying nothing about what had just happened to him, and sat down, telling her that he had been seized all of a sudden with a severe headache, upon which he put his hand up to his forehead. The princess immediately gave orders for the holy woman to be summoned and, while she was being fetched, she told Aladdin how she had come to be in the palace where she had given her a room.

‘Fatima’ arrived, and as soon as she appeared, Aladdin said to her: ‘Come in, holy lady, I am very glad to see you and very fortunate to find you here. I’ve got a terrible headache which has just seized me and I ask for your help, as I have faith in your prayers. I do hope you will not refuse me the favour you grant to so many who suffer from this affliction.’ On saying this, he stood up and bowed his head, and ‘Fatima’ went up to him, but with her hand clasping the dagger she had on her belt underneath her dress. Aladdin, observing her, seized her hand before she could draw it out and, stabbing her in the heart with his own dagger, he threw her down on the floor, dead.
‘My dear husband, what have you done?’ shrieked the astonished princess. ‘You have killed the holy woman!’ ‘No, my dear,’ replied Aladdin calmly, ‘I have not killed Fatima but a scoundrel who would have killed me if I hadn’t forestalled him. This evil fellow you see,’ he said as he removed his veil, ‘is the one who strangled the real Fatima – this is the person whom you thought you were mourning when you accused me of killing her and who disguised himself in her clothes in order to murder me. And for your further information, he was the brother of the African magician, your kidnapper.’ Aladdin went on to tell her how he had discovered all this, before having the corpse removed.

Thus was Aladdin delivered from the persecution of the two brothers who were both magicians. A few years later, the sultan died of old age. As he had left no male children, Princess Badr al-Budur, as the legitimate heir, succeeded him and transferred to Aladdin the supreme power. They reigned together for many years and were succeeded by their illustrious progeny.

‘Sire,’ said Shahrazad when she had finished the story of the adventures which had happened through the medium of the wonderful lamp, ‘your majesty will no doubt have seen in the person of the African magician a man abandoned to an immoderate passion, desirous to possess great treasures by wicked means, a man who discovered vast quantities of them which he could not enjoy because he made himself unworthy of them. In Aladdin, by contrast, your majesty sees a man of humble birth rising to royalty itself by making use of those same treasures, which came to him without him seeking them, but who used them only in so far as he needed them for some purpose he had in mind. In the sultan he will have learned how a good, just and fair-minded monarch faces many a danger and runs the risk even of losing his throne when, by a gross injustice and against all the laws of fairness, he dares, with unreasonable haste, to condemn an innocent man without wanting to hear his pleas. And finally, your majesty will hold in horror the abominations of those two scoundrel magicians, one of whom sacrifices his life to gain treasure and the other his life and his religion in order to avenge a scoundrel like himself, both of whom receive due punishment for their wickedness.’

The Story of Aladdin, or The Magic Lamp - 11

Suraj


Aladdin went down to the princess’s apartments. He embraced her, saying: ‘Princess, I can assure you that tomorrow morning, your joy and mine will be complete.’ Then, as the princess had not yet finished eating and Aladdin was hungry, she had the dishes – which had hardly been touched – brought from the room of the twenty-four windows. She and Aladdin ate together and drank of the magician’s fine old wine, after which, having no doubt enjoyed conversation which must have been very satisfying, they withdrew to her apartments.
Meanwhile, the sultan, since the disappearance of Aladdin’s palace and of Princess Badr, had been inconsolable at having lost her, or so he thought. Unable to sleep by night or day, instead of avoiding everything that could keep him in his sorrow, he, on the contrary, sought it out all the more. Whereas previously he would only go in the morning to his closet to enjoy gazing at the palace – of which he could never have his fill – now he would go there several times a day to renew his tears and plunge himself into ever deeper suffering by the thought that he would never again see what had given him so much pleasure and that he had lost what he held dearest in the world. Dawn was just breaking when the sultan came to this room the morning that Aladdin’s palace had just been restored to its place. He was lost in thought as he entered it and filled with grief as he glanced sadly at the spot, not noticing the palace at first, as he was expecting to see only an empty space. When he saw that the space was no longer empty, he thought at first that this must be the effect of the mist. But when he looked more closely, he realized that it must be, without doubt, Aladdin’s palace. Sadness and sorrow immediately gave way to joy and delight. He hastened to return to his apartments where he gave orders for a horse to be saddled and brought to him, and as soon as it was brought, he mounted and set off, thinking he could not arrive fast enough at Aladdin’s palace.

Aladdin, expecting this to happen, had got up at first light and had taken out of his wardrobe one of his most magnificent costumes, put it on and gone up to the room of the twenty-four windows, from where he could see the sultan approaching. He went down and was just in time to welcome him at the foot of the staircase and to help him dismount. ‘Aladdin,’ the sultan said to him, ‘I can’t speak to you before I have seen and embraced my daughter.’ Aladdin then led the sultan to the princess’s apartments, where she had just finished dressing. He had already told her to remember that she was no longer in Africa but in China, in the capital of her father, the sultan, and next to his palace once again. The sultan, his face bathed in tears of joy, embraced her several times, while the princess, for her part, showed him how overjoyed she was at seeing him again.

For a while the sultan was unable to speak, so moved was he at having found his beloved daughter again after having so bitterly wept for her loss, sincerely believing she must be dead. The princess, too, was in tears, in her joy at seeing her father again. Finally, the sultan said to her: ‘My daughter, I would like to think that it’s the joy of seeing me again which makes you seem so little changed, as though no misfortune had happened to you. But I am convinced you have suffered a great deal, for one is not carried off with an entire palace as suddenly as you were without great alarm and terrible anguish. I want you to tell me all about it and to hide nothing from me.’
The princess was only too happy to tell him what he wanted to know. ‘Sire,’ she said, ‘if I appear to be so little changed, I beg your majesty to bear in mind that I received a new life early yesterday morning thanks to Aladdin, my beloved husband and deliverer whom I had looked on and mourned as lost to me and whom the joy of seeing and embracing again has all but restored me. Yet my greatest distress was to see myself snatched both from your majesty and from my dear husband, not only because of my love for my husband but also because of my worry that he, innocent though he was, should feel the painful consequences of your majesty’s anger, to which I had no doubt he would be exposed. I suffered only a little from the insolence of my kidnapper – whose conversation I found disagreeable, but which I could put an end to, because I knew how to gain the upper hand. Besides, I was as little constrained as I am now. As for my abduction, Aladdin had no part in it: I alone – though totally innocent – am to blame for it.’

In order to persuade the sultan of the truth of what she said, she told him in detail all about the African magician, how he had disguised himself as a seller of lamps who exchanged new lamps for old ones, and how she had amused herself by exchanging Aladdin’s lamp, not knowing its secret and importance; how, after this exchange, she and the palace had been lifted up and both transported to Africa together with the magician; how the latter had been recognized by two of her slave girls and by the eunuch who had exchanged the lamp for her, when the magician first had the effrontery to come and present himself to her after the success of his audacious enterprise, and to propose marriage to her; how she had suffered at his hands until the arrival of Aladdin; and what measures the two of them had taken to remove the lamp which the magician carried on him and how they had succeeded, particularly by her dissimulation in inviting him to have supper with her; and, finally, she told him of the poisoned goblet she had offered to the magician. ‘As for the rest,’ she concluded, ‘I leave it to Aladdin to tell you about it.’
Aladdin had little more to tell the sultan. ‘When the secret door was opened and I went up to the room of the twenty-four windows,’ he said, ‘I saw the traitor stretched out dead on the sofa, thanks to the virulence of the poison powder. As it was not proper for the princess to remain there any longer, I begged her to go down to her apartments with her slave girls and eunuchs. As soon as I was there alone, I extracted the lamp from the magician’s clothing and made use of the same secret password he used to remove the palace and kidnap the princess. By that means the palace was restored to where it had formerly stood and I had the happiness of bringing the princess back to your majesty, as you had commanded me. I don’t want to impose upon your majesty but if you would take the trouble to go up to the room, you would see the magician punished as he deserves.’

The sultan, to convince himself that this was really true, got up and went to the room and when he saw the magician lying dead, his face already turned livid thanks to the virulent effect of the poison, he embraced Aladdin very warmly, saying: ‘My son, don’t think ill of me for my conduct towards you – I was forced to it out of paternal love and you must forgive me for being overzealous.’ ‘Sire,’ replied Aladdin, ‘I have not the slightest cause for complaint against your majesty, since you did only what you had to do. This magician, this wretch, this vilest of men, he is the sole cause of my fall from favour. When your majesty has the time, I will tell you about another wicked deed he did me, no less foul than this, from which it is only by a particular favour of God that I was saved.’ ‘I will indeed make time for this and soon, but let us think only of rejoicing and have this odious object removed.’

Aladdin had the magician’s corpse taken away and gave orders that it be thrown on to a dunghill for the birds and beasts to feed on. The sultan, meanwhile, after having commanded that tambourines, drums, trumpets and other musical instruments be played to announce the public rejoicing, proclaimed a festival of ten days to celebrate the return of Princess Badr and Aladdin with his palace. Thus was Aladdin faced for a second time with almost inevitable death, yet managed to escape with his life. But it was not the last time – there was to be a third occasion, the circumstances of which we will now tell.
The magician had a younger brother who was no less skilled in the magic arts; one may even say that he surpassed him in wickedness and in the perniciousness of his schemes. They did not always live together nor even stay in the same city, and often one was to be found in the east and the other in the west. But every year they did not fail to inform each other, by geomancy, in what part of the world and in what condition they were, and whether one of them needed the assistance of the other.

Some time after the magician had failed in his attempt to destroy Aladdin’s good fortune, his younger brother, who had not heard from him for a year and who was not in Africa but in some far-off land, wanted to know in what part of the world his brother resided, how he was and what he was doing. Wherever he went this brother always carried with him his geomancy box, as had his elder brother. Taking the box, he arranged the sand, made his throw, interpreted the figures and finally made his divination. On examining each figure, he found that his brother was no longer alive, that he had been poisoned and had died a sudden death, and that this had happened in the capital city of a kingdom in China, situated in such-and-such a place. He also learned that the man who had poisoned him was someone of good descent who had married a princess, a sultan’s daughter.

Having learned in this way of his brother’s sad fate, the magician wasted no time in useless regret, which could not restore his brother to life, but immediately resolving to avenge his death, he mounted a horse and set off for China. He crossed plains, rivers, mountains and deserts, and after a long and arduous journey, without stopping, he finally reached China and shortly afterwards the capital city whose location he had discovered by geomancy. Certain that this was the place and that he had not mistaken one kingdom for another, he stopped and took up lodgings there.

The day after his arrival, this magician went out into the city, not so much to see its fine sights – to which he was quite indifferent – as to begin to take the necessary steps to carry out his evil plan, and so he entered the most frequented districts and listened to what people were saying. There, in a place where people went to spend the time playing different kinds of games, some playing while others stood around chatting, exchanging news and discussing the affairs of the day or their own, he heard people talking of a woman recluse called Fatima, about her virtue and piety and of the miracles she performed. Believing this woman could be of some use to him for what he had in mind, he took one of the men aside and asked him to tell him particularly who this holy woman was and what sort of miracles she performed.

‘What!’ the man exclaimed. ‘Have you never seen or even heard of her? She is the admiration of the whole city for her fasting, her austerity and her exemplary conduct. Except for Mondays and Fridays, she never leaves her little cell, and on the days she shows herself in the city she does countless good deeds, and there is not a person with a headache who is not cured by a touch of her hands.’
The magician wished to know no more on the subject, but only asked the man where in the city the cell of this holy woman was to be found. The man told him, whereupon – after having conceived and drawn up the detestable plan which we will shortly reveal and after having made this enquiry – so as to make quite sure, he observed this woman’s every step as she went about the city, never leaving her out of his sight until evening when he saw her return to her cell. When he had made a careful note of the spot, he went back to one of the places we have mentioned where a certain hot drink is drunk and where one can spend the whole night should one so wish, especially during the days of great heat when the people in such countries prefer to sleep on a mat rather than in a bed.

Towards midnight, the magician, after he had settled his small bill with the owner of the place, left and went straight to the cell of this holy woman, Fatima – the name by which she was known throughout the city. He had no difficulty in opening the door, which was fastened only with a latch, and entered, without making a sound, and closed it again. Spotting Fatima in the moonlight, lying asleep on a sofa with only a squalid mat on it, her head leaning against the wall of her cell, he went up to her and, drawing out a dagger he wore at his side, woke her up. When poor Fatima opened her eyes, she was very astonished to see a man about to stab her. Pressing the dagger to her heart, ready to plunge it in, he said to her: ‘If you cry out or make the slightest sound, I will kill you. Get up and do as I say.’

Fatima, who had been sleeping fully dressed, got up trembling with fear. ‘Don’t be afraid,’ said the magician. ‘All I want is your clothes. Give them to me and take mine instead.’ They exchanged clothes and after the magician had put hers on, he said to her: ‘Paint my face like yours so that I look like you and so that the colour doesn’t come off.’ Seeing that she was still trembling, he said to her, in order to reassure her and so that she might be readier to do what he wanted: ‘Don’t be afraid, I say. I swear by God that I will spare your life.’ Fatima let him into her cell and lit her lamp. Dipping a brush into a liquid in a certain jar, she brushed his face with it, assuring him that the colour would not change and that his face was now the same colour as hers. Then she put her own headdress on his head and a veil, showing him how to conceal his face with it when he went through the city. Finally, after she put around his neck a large string of beads which hung down to the waist, she placed in his hand the same stick she used to walk with. ‘Look,’ she said to him, handing him a mirror, ‘you will see you couldn’t look more like me.’ The magician looked just as he wanted to look, but he did not keep the oath he had so solemnly sworn to the saintly woman. In order to leave no trace of blood, he did not stab her but strangled her and when he saw that she had given up the ghost, he dragged her corpse by the feet to a cistern outside her cell and threw her into it.

Having committed this foul murder, the magician, disguised as Fatima, spent the rest of the night in her cell. The next day, an hour or two after sunrise, he left the cell, even though it was not a day when the holy woman would go out, quite sure that no one would stop and question him about it but ready with an answer if they did. One of the first things he had done on his arrival in the city was to go and look for Aladdin’s palace, and as it was there he intended to put his plan into action, he went directly to it.

As soon as people saw what they thought to be the holy woman, a large crowd gathered around the magician, some asking for his prayers, some kissing his hands – the more reserved among them kissing the edge of his garment – and others, whether they had a headache or merely wanted to be protected from one, bowing their heads for him to lay his hands on them, all of which he did, mumbling a few words in the guise of a prayer. In fact, he imitated the holy woman so well that everyone believed it was really her. After frequent stops to satisfy such requests – for while this sort of laying-on of hands did them no harm, nor did it do them any good – he finally arrived in the square before Aladdin’s palace where, the crowd being even greater, people were ever more eager to get close to him. The strongest and most zealous forced their way through to get to him and this caused such quarrels that they could be heard from the palace, right from the room with the twenty-four windows where Princess Badr was sitting.

The princess asked what all the noise was about and as no one could tell her anything about it, she gave orders for someone to go and see and report back to her. Without leaving the room, one of her slave girls looked out through a screen and came back to tell her that the noise came from the crowd of people who gathered around the saintly lady, to be cured of headaches by the laying-on of her hands. Now the princess, who had heard a lot about the holy woman and the good she did but had never yet seen her, was curious to talk to her. When she expressed something of her desire to the chief eunuch, who was present, he told her that if she wished, he could easily have the woman brought in – she had only to give the command. The princess agreed, and he immediately chose four eunuchs and ordered them to fetch the so-called holy woman.

As soon as the crowd saw the eunuchs come out of the gates of Aladdin’s palace and make for the disguised magician, they dispersed and the magician, finding himself once more alone and seeing the eunuchs coming for him, stepped towards them, delighted to see his deceit was working so well. One of the eunuchs then said to him: ‘Holy lady, the princess wants to see you; come, follow us,’ to which the pseudo-Fatima replied: ‘The princess does me a great honour; I am ready to obey her,’ and followed the eunuchs, who had already set out back to the palace.

The Story of Aladdin, or The Magic Lamp - 10

Suraj


Aladdin, who believed himself innocent, was very much surprised at this announcement and asked the officer if he knew of what crime he was accused, to which the officer answered that neither he nor his men knew anything about it. When he saw how few his own men were compared to the horsemen in the detachment and how they were now moving away from him, he dismounted. ‘Here I am,’ he said. ‘Carry out your order. I have to say, though, that I don’t believe I am guilty of any crime, either against the sultan himself or against the state.’ A very long, thick chain was immediately passed around his neck and tied around his body in such a manner as to bind his arms. Then the officer went ahead to lead the detachment, while a horseman took the end of the chain and, following the officer, led Aladdin, who was forced to follow him on foot. In this manner, Aladdin was led towards the city.
When the horsemen entered the outskirts, the first people who saw Aladdin being led as a criminal were convinced he was going to have his head chopped off. As he was held in general affection, some took hold of their swords or other weapons, while those who had no weapons armed themselves with stones, and they followed the detachment. Some horsemen in the rear turned round to face the people as though to disperse them; but the crowd quickly grew to such an extent that the horsemen decided on a stratagem, being concerned to get as far as the sultan’s palace without Aladdin being snatched from them. To succeed in this, they took great care to take up the entire street as they passed, now spreading out, now closing up again, according to whether the street was broad or narrow. In this way, they reached the palace square, where they all drew themselves up in a line facing the armed populace, until their officer and the horseman who led Aladdin had entered the palace and the doorkeepers had shut the gate to stop the people entering.

Aladdin was led before the sultan, who was waiting for him on the balcony, accompanied by the grand vizier. As soon as he saw him, the sultan immediately commanded the executioner, whom he had ordered to be present, to chop off his head, without wanting to listen to Aladdin or receive an explanation from him. The executioner seized Aladdin and removed the chain which he had around his neck and body. On the ground he spread a leather mat stained with the blood of the countless criminals he had executed and made him kneel on it before tying a bandage over his eyes. He then drew his sword, sized him up before administering the blow and, after flourishing the sword in the air three times, sat down, waiting for the sultan to give the signal to cut off Aladdin’s head.

At that moment, the grand vizier noticed that the crowd, who had broken through the horsemen and filled the square, were scaling the palace walls in several places and were beginning to demolish them in an attempt to breach them. Before the sultan could give the signal to the executioner, the vizier said to him: ‘Sire, I beseech your majesty to reflect carefully on what you are about to do. You will run the risk of seeing your palace stormed, and should such a disaster occur, the outcome could be fatal.’ ‘My palace stormed!’ exclaimed the sultan. ‘Who would be so bold?’ ‘Sire,’ replied the vizier, ‘if your majesty were to cast a glance towards the walls of your palace and towards the square, you would discover the truth of what I say.’

On seeing the excited and animated mob, the sultan was so terrorstricken that he instantly commanded the executioner to put away his sword in its sheath and to remove the bandage from Aladdin’s eyes and let him go free. He also ordered the guards to proclaim that the sultan was pardoning him and that everyone should go away. As a result, all the men who had already climbed on top of the palace walls, seeing what had happened, now abandoned their plan. They very quickly climbed down and, filled with joy at having saved the life of a man they truly loved, they spread the news to everyone around them and from there it soon spread to all the crowd assembled in the palace square. And when the guards proclaimed the same thing from the top of the terraces to which they had climbed, it became known to all. The justice the sultan had done Aladdin by pardoning him pacified the mob; the tumult died down and gradually everyone went home.

Finding himself free, Aladdin looked up at the balcony and, seeing the sultan, cried out in an affecting manner to him: ‘Sire, I beseech your majesty to add one more favour to the one you have already granted me and to let me know what crime I have committed.’ ‘Crime! You don’t know your crime?’ exclaimed the sultan. ‘Come up here and I’ll show you.’

Aladdin went up on to the balcony, where the sultan told him to follow him, and without looking back, led him to his closet. When he reached the door, the sultan turned to him, saying: ‘Enter. You ought to know where your palace stood; look all around and then tell me what has happened to it.’ Aladdin looked and saw nothing. He could see the whole area which his palace had occupied but, having no idea how the palace could have disappeared, this extraordinary event put him into such a state of confusion that in his astonishment he could not utter a single word in reply.

‘Go on, tell me where your palace is and where my daughter is,’ the sultan repeated impatiently. Aladdin broke his silence, saying: ‘Sire, I see very well and have to admit that the palace I built is no longer where it was. I see that it has disappeared but I cannot tell your majesty where it can be. I can assure you, however, that I had no part in this.’ ‘I am not so concerned about what happened to your palace,’ the sultan continued. ‘My daughter is a million times more valuable to me and I want you to find her for me, otherwise I will cut off your head and nothing will stop me.’

‘Sire,’ replied Aladdin, ‘I beg your majesty to grant me forty days’ grace to do all I can, and if in that time I don’t succeed in finding her, I give you my word that I will offer my head at the foot of your throne so you can dispose of it as you please.’ ‘I grant you the forty days you ask for,’ answered the sultan, ‘but don’t think to abuse this favour by believing you can escape my anger, for I will know how to find you, in whatever corner of the earth you may be.’

Aladdin left the sultan, deeply humiliated and in a truly pitiful state: with head bowed, he passed through the palace courtyards without daring to raise his eyes in his confusion. Of the chief court officials, whom he had treated graciously and who had been his friends, not one for all their friendship went up to him to console him or to offer to take him in, but they turned their backs on him as much to avoid seeing him as to avoid being recognized by him. But even had they gone up to Aladdin to say something consoling to him or to offer to help him, they would not have known him, for he no longer knew himself, being no longer in his right mind. This was evident when he came out of the palace, as, without thinking what he was doing, he went from door to door and asked passersby, enquiring of them whether they had seen his palace or could give him any news of it. Consequently, everyone became convinced that Aladdin had gone out of his mind. Some only laughed, but the more reasonable, and in particular those linked to him either by friendship or business, were filled with compassion. He stayed three days in the city – walking hither and thither and only eating what people offered him out of charity – unable to decide what to do.

Finally, in the wretched state he was in and feeling he could no longer stay in a city where he had once cut such a fine figure, he left and went out into the countryside. Avoiding the main roads and after crossing several fields in a state of great uncertainty, eventually, at nightfall, he came to the bank of a river. There, greatly despondent, he said to himself: ‘Where shall I go to look for my palace? In which province, which country or part of the world shall I find it and recover my dear princess, as the sultan demands of me? I will never succeed. It’s best if I don’t go to all of this wearisome effort, which will in any case come to nothing, but free myself of all this bitter grief that torments me.’ Having made this resolution, he was on the point of throwing himself into the river but, being a good and faithful Muslim, he thought he ought not to do this before first performing his prayers. Wishing to prepare himself, he approached the river in order to wash his hands and face according to custom, but as the bank sloped at that point and was damp from the water lapping against it, he slipped and would have fallen into the river had he not been stopped by a small rock which protruded about two feet above the ground. Fortunately for him, he was still wearing the ring which the magician had put on his finger before he had gone down into the cave to remove the precious lamp that had now been taken away from him. As he caught hold of the rock, he rubbed the ring quite hard against it and immediately the same jinni who had first appeared to him in the cave in which the magician had shut him up appeared once again, saying: ‘What is your wish? Here am I, ready to obey you, your slave and the slave of all those who wear the ring on their finger, I and the other slaves of the ring.’
Delighted at this apparition, which he had so little expected in his despair, Aladdin replied: ‘Save me a second time, jinni, and either tell me where the palace I built is or bring it back immediately to where it was.’ ‘What you ask of me,’ replied the jinni, ‘is not within my power to bring back; I am only the slave of the ring. You must address yourself to the slave of the lamp.’ ‘If that’s the case,’ said Aladdin, ‘I command you, by the power of the ring, to transport me to the place where my palace is, wherever it is in the world, and set me down underneath the windows of Princess Badr.’ Hardly had he finished speaking than the jinni transported him to Africa, to the middle of a meadow where the palace stood, not far from a large town, and set him down right underneath the windows of the princess’s apartments, where he left him. All this happened in a moment. Despite the darkness of the night, Aladdin easily recognized his palace and the princess’s apartments; but as the night was already advanced and all was quiet in the palace, he moved off a little way and sat down at the foot of a tree. There, filled with hope as he reflected on the pure chance to which he owed his good fortune, he found himself in a much more peaceful state than he had been in since the time when he had been arrested and brought before the sultan and had been delivered from the recent danger of losing his life. For a while he entertained himself with these agreeable thoughts but eventually, not having slept at all for five or six days, he could not stop himself being overwhelmed by sleep and fell asleep at the foot of the tree where he was sitting.

The next morning, as dawn was breaking, Aladdin was pleasantly awoken by the singing of the birds, not only those that roosted on the tree beneath which he had spent the night but all those on the luxuriant trees in the very garden of his palace. When he cast his eyes on that wonderful building, he felt a joy beyond words at the thought that he would soon be its master once more and possess once again his dear princess. He got up and, approaching the princess’s apartments, walked for a while underneath her windows until it was light and he could see her. As he waited, he searched his mind for a possible cause for his misfortune, and after much thought he became convinced that it all came from his having left the lamp out of his sight. He blamed himself for his negligence and his carelessness in letting it leave his possession for a single moment. What worried him still more was that he could not imagine who could be so jealous as to envy him his good fortune. He would have soon guessed had he known that such a man and his palace were both in Africa, but the slave of the ring had not mentioned this, while he himself had not even asked about it. The name of Africa alone should have reminded him of the magician, his avowed enemy.

That morning, Princess Badr arose earlier than she had done ever since the wily magician – now the master of the palace, the sight of whom she had been forced to endure once a day but whom she treated so harshly that he had not yet been so bold as to take up residence there – had by his cunning kidnapped her and carried her off to Africa. When she was dressed, one of her slave girls, looking through the lattice screen, spotted Aladdin and ran to tell her mistress. The princess, who could not believe the news, rushed to the window and saw her husband. She opened the screen and, hearing the sound, Aladdin raised his head. Recognizing her, he greeted her with great delight. ‘So as to waste no time, someone has gone to open the secret door for you; enter and come up,’ said the princess and closed the screen.
The secret door was beneath the princess’s apartments. Finding it open, Aladdin entered and went up. It is impossible to describe the intensity of their joy at their reunion after believing themselves parted for ever. They embraced several times and showed all the signs of love and affection one can imagine after such a sad and unexpected separation. After many an embrace mingled with tears of joy, they sat down. Aladdin was the first to speak: ‘Before we talk about anything else, dear princess, I beg you, in the Name of God, in your own interest and that of your worthy father, the sultan, and no less of mine, to tell me what has happened to the old lamp that I put on the cornice in the room of the twenty-four windows before I went off to hunt.’ ‘Ah, my dear husband!’ sighed the princess. ‘I did indeed suspect that all our troubles came from the loss of that lamp and what distresses me is that I myself am the cause of it.’ ‘Dear princess,’ said Aladdin, ‘don’t blame yourself; it’s all my fault and I should have taken greater care in looking after it. Let’s now think only about how to repair the damage, and so please be so good as to tell me how it happened and into whose hands the lamp fell.’

The princess then proceeded to tell Aladdin how the old lamp had been exchanged for a new one, which she ordered to be brought in for him to see; and how the following night she had found the palace had been transported and, the next morning, she woke to find herself in an unknown country, where she was now talking to him, and that this was Africa, a fact she had learned from the very mouth of the traitor who had transported her there by his magic arts.
‘Dear princess,’ Aladdin interrupted her, ‘you have already told me who the traitor is by explaining that I am with you in Africa. He is the most perfidious of all men. But now is not the time nor the place to give you a fuller picture of his evil deeds. I only ask you to tell me what he has done with the lamp and where he has put it.’ ‘He carries it with him carefully wrapped up close to his chest,’ the princess answered, ‘and I can bear witness to that since he pulled it out and unwrapped it in my presence in order to show it off.’

‘Princess, please don’t be annoyed with me for wearying you with all these questions,’ said Aladdin, ‘for they are as important to you as they are to me. But to come to what most particularly concerns me, tell me, I beg you, how you yourself have been treated by this wicked and treacherous man.’ ‘Since I have been here,’ replied the princess, ‘he only visits me once a day, and I am sure that he does not bother me more often because these visits offer him so little satisfaction. Every time he comes, the aim of all his conversation is to persuade me to break the vows I gave you and to make me take him for my husband, by trying to make me believe that I should not hope ever to see you again; that you are no longer alive and that the sultan, my father, has had your head chopped off. He adds, to justify himself, that you are ungrateful and that you owed your good fortune only to him, and there are a thousand other things I will leave him to tell you. And as all he gets from me in reply are tears and moans, he is forced to depart as little satisfied as when he came. However, I have no doubt that his intention is to let the worst of my grief and pain pass, in the hope that I will change my mind, and, finally, if I persist in resisting him, to use violence. But, dear husband, your presence has already dispelled my worries.’
‘Princess,’ said Aladdin, ‘I am confident that it is not in vain and your worries are over, for I believe I have found a way to deliver you from your enemy and mine. But to do that, I have to go into the town. I will return towards noon and will then tell you what my plan is and what you will need to do to help make it succeed. I must warn you not to be astonished if you see me return dressed in different clothes, but give the order not to have me kept waiting at the secret door after my first knock.’ The princess promised him that someone would be waiting for him at the door, which would be opened promptly.

When Aladdin had gone down from the princess’s apartments, leaving by the same door, he looked around and saw a peasant who was setting off on the road which led into the country. The peasant had already gone past the palace and was a little way off, so Aladdin hastened his steps; when he had caught up with him, he offered to change clothes with him, pressing him until the peasant finally agreed. The exchange was done behind a nearby bush; and when they had parted company, Aladdin took the road back to the town. Once there, he went along the road leading from the city gate and then passed into the most frequented streets. On coming to the place where all the merchants and artisans had their own particular street, he entered that of the apothecaries where he sought out the largest and best-supplied store and asked the merchant if he had a certain powder which he named.

The merchant, who, from his clothes, imagined Aladdin to be poor and that he had not enough money to pay him, said he had but that it was expensive. Aladdin, guessing what was on the merchant’s mind, pulled out his purse and, showing him gold coins, asked for half a drachm of the powder. The merchant weighed it out, wrapped it up and, as he gave it to Aladdin, asked him for a gold coin. Aladdin handed it to him and, stopping only long enough in the town to eat something, he returned to his palace. He did not have to wait at the secret door, which was immediately opened to him, and he went up to the princess’s apartments.

‘Princess,’ he said, ‘the aversion you have shown me you feel for your kidnapper will perhaps make it difficult for you to follow the advice I’m going to give you. But allow me to tell you that it is advisable that you should conceal this and even go against your own feelings if you wish to deliver yourself from his persecution and give the sultan, your father and my lord, the satisfaction of seeing you again. If you want to follow my advice,’ continued Aladdin, ‘you must begin right now by putting on one of your most beautiful dresses, and when the magician comes, you must be prepared to welcome him as warmly as possible, without affectation or strain, and with a happy smile, in such a way that, should there still remain a hint of sadness, he will think it will go away with time. In your conversation, give him to understand that you are doing your best to forget me; and so that he should be all the more persuaded of your sincerity, invite him to have supper with you and indicate to him that you would be very pleased to taste some of the best wine his country has to offer. He will then have to leave you to go and find some. Then, while waiting for him to return, when the food is laid out, pour this powder into one of the goblets out of which you usually drink. Put it aside and tell the slave girl who serves you your drink to bring it to you filled with wine after you have given her a pre-arranged signal. Warn her to take care and not to make a mistake. When the magician returns and you are seated at table and when you have eaten and drunk what you think is sufficient, ask for the goblet containing the powder to be brought to you and exchange it for his. He will think you will be doing him such a favour that he won’t be able to refuse you, but no sooner will he have emptied it than you will see him fall down backwards. If you don’t like drinking from his goblet, just pretend to drink; you can do so without fear, for the effect of the powder will be so swift that he won’t have time to notice whether you are drinking or not.’

When Aladdin had finished speaking, the princess said: ‘I must admit I find it very distasteful to have to agree to make advances towards the magician, even though I know I must; but what can one not resolve to do when faced with a cruel enemy! I will do as you advise me, for on it depends my peace of mind no less than yours.’ Having made these arrangements with the princess, Aladdin took his leave and went to spend the rest of the day near the palace, waiting for night to fall before returning to the secret door.

From the moment of her painful separation, Princess Badr – inconsolable not only at seeing herself separated from her beloved husband, Aladdin, whom she had loved and whom she continued to love more out of inclination than out of duty, but also from the sultan, her father, whom she cherished and who loved her tenderly – had remained very neglectful of her person. She had even, one may say, forgotten the neatness which so becomes persons of her sex, particularly after the first time the magician had come to her and she discovered through her slave girls, who recognized him, that it was he who had taken the old lamp in exchange for a new one. Following her discovery of this outrageous swindle, he had become an object of horror to her, and the opportunity to take the revenge on him that he deserved, and sooner than she had dared hope for, made her content to fall in with Aladdin’s plans. Thus, as soon as he had gone, she sat down at her dressing table; her slave girls dressed her hair in the most becoming fashion and she took out her most glamorous dress, searching for the one which would best serve her purpose. She then put on a belt of gold mounted with the largest of diamonds, all beautifully matched; to go with it she chose a necklace all of pearls, of which the six on both sides of the central pearl – which was the largest and the most precious – were so proportioned that the greatest queens and the wives of the grandest sultans would have thought themselves happy to have a string of pearls the size of the two smallest pearls in the princess’s necklace. The bracelets of diamonds interspersed with rubies wonderfully complemented the richness of the belt and the necklace.
When the princess was fully dressed, she looked in her mirror and consulted her maids for their opinion on her dress. Then, having checked that she lacked none of the charms which might arouse the magician’s mad passion, she sat down on the sofa to await his arrival.

The magician came at his usual hour. As soon as she saw him come into the room of the twenty-four windows where she awaited him, she arose apparelled in all her beauty and charm, and showed him to the place of honour where she wanted him to take his seat so as to sit down at the same time as he did, a mark of courtesy she had not shown him before. The magician, more dazzled by the beauty of the princess’s sparkling eyes than by the brilliance of the jewellery with which she was adorned, was very surprised. Her stately air and a certain grace with which she welcomed him were so different from the rebuffs he had up till then received from her. In his confusion, he would have sat down on the edge of the sofa but, seeing the princess did not want to take her seat until he had sat down where she wished him to, he obeyed.

Once the magician was seated where she had indicated, the princess, to help him out of the embarrassment she could see he was in, was the first to speak. Looking at him in such a manner as to make him believe that he was no longer odious to her, as she had previously made him out to be, she said: ‘No doubt you are astonished to see me appear so different today compared to what you have seen of me up till now. But you will no longer be surprised when I tell you that sadness and melancholy, griefs and worries, are not part of my nature, and that I try to dispel such things as quickly as possible when I discover there is no longer a reason for them. Now, I have been thinking about what you told me of Aladdin’s fate and, knowing my father’s temper, I am convinced as you are that Aladdin cannot have avoided the terrible effects of his wrath. And I can see that if I persist in weeping for him all my life, all my tears would not bring him back. That is why, after I have performed for him the final rites and duties that my love dictates, now that he is in his grave it seems to me that I should look for ways of consoling myself. This is the reason for the change you see in me. As a start, to remove any cause for sadness, I have resolved to banish it completely; and, believing you very much wish to keep me company, I have given orders for supper to be prepared for us. However, as I only have wine from China and I am now in Africa, I fancied trying some that is produced here and I thought that, if there is any, you would be able to procure some of the best.’
The magician, who had thought it would be impossible for him to be so fortunate as to find favour so quickly and so easily with the princess, told her he could not find words sufficient to express how much he appreciated her kindness. But to finish a conversation which he would otherwise have found difficult to bring to an end, once he had embarked on it, he seized upon the subject of African wine that she had mentioned. He told her that one of the main advantages of which Africa could boast was that it produced excellent wines, particularly in the region where she now found herself; he had a seven-year-old cask which had not yet been opened, whose excellence, not to set too high a value on it, surpassed the most exquisite wines in the whole of the world. ‘If my princess will give me leave, I will go and fetch two bottles and I will be back immediately,’ he added. ‘I would be sorry to put you to such trouble,’ the princess replied. ‘It might be better if you sent someone else.’ ‘But I shall have to go myself,’ said the magician, ‘as only I know where the key of the storeroom is, and only I know the secret of how to open it.’ ‘If that is the case,’ said the princess, ‘then go, but come back quickly. The longer you take, the more impatient I will be to see you again, and bear in mind that we will sit down to eat as soon as you return.’
Filled with hope at his imagined good fortune, the magician did not so much run as fly to fetch his seven-year-old wine, and returned very quickly. The princess, well aware that he would make haste, had herself put the powder that Aladdin had brought her into a goblet which she had set aside and had then started to serve the dishes. They sat down opposite each other to eat, the magician so placed that his back was turned to the refreshments. The princess presented him with all the best dishes, saying to him: ‘If you wish, I will entertain you with singing and music, but as there are only the two of us, it seems to me that conversation would give us more pleasure.’ The magician regarded this as one more favour granted him by the princess.

After they had eaten a few mouthfuls, the princess asked for wine to be brought. She then drank to the health of the magician, after which she said to him: ‘You were right to sing the praises of your wine. I have never drunk anything so delicious.’ ‘Charming princess,’ replied the magician, holding the goblet he had just been given, ‘my wine acquires an extra virtue by your approval.’ ‘Then drink to my health,’ said the princess, ‘and you will see for yourself what an expert I am.’ The magician drank to the princess’s health, saying to her as he handed back the goblet: ‘Princess, I consider myself fortunate for having kept this wine for such a happy occasion, and I, too, must admit that I have never before drunk any so excellent in so many ways.’

At last, when they had finished eating and had drunk three more times of the wine, the princess, who had succeeded in charming the magician with her gracious and attentive ways, beckoned to the slave girl who served the wine and told her to fill her goblet with wine and at the same time fill that of the magician and give it to him. When they both had their goblets in their hands, the princess said to the magician: ‘I don’t know what one does here when one is in love and drinks together, as we are doing. Back home, in China, lovers exchange goblets and drink each other’s health.’ As she was speaking, she gave him the goblet she had, in one hand, while holding out the other to receive his. The magician hastened to make this exchange, which he did all the more gladly as he regarded this favour the surest sign that he had completely won over the heart of the princess. His happiness was complete. Before he drank to her, holding his goblet in his hand, he said: ‘Princess, we Africans are by no means as skilled in the refinements of the art and pleasures of love as the Chinese. I learned from you something I did not know and at the same time I have learned how much I should appreciate the favour you grant me. Dear princess, I will never forget this: by drinking out of your goblet, I rediscovered a life I would have despaired of, had your cruelty towards me continued.’

Princess Badr, bored by the magician’s endless ramblings, interrupted him, saying: ‘Let us drink first; you can then say what you wish later.’ At the same time, she raised the goblet to her mouth but only touched it with her lips, while the magician, who was in a hurry to drink first, drained his goblet without leaving a drop behind. In his haste to empty the goblet, when he finished, he leaned backwards a little and remained a while in this pose until the princess, her goblet still only touching her lips, saw his eyes begin to roll as he fell, lifeless, on his back.
She had no need to order the secret door to be opened for Aladdin: as soon as the word was given that the magician had fallen upon his back, her slave girls, who were standing several paces from each other outside the room and all the way down to the foot of the staircase, immediately opened the door. Aladdin went up and entered the room. When he saw the magician stretched out on the sofa, the princess got up and was coming towards him to express her joy and embrace him, but he stopped her, saying: ‘Princess, now is not yet the time. Please would you go back to your apartments and see that I am left alone while I try to arrange to have you transported back to China as quickly as you were brought from there.’

As soon as the princess and her slave girls and eunuchs were out of the room, Aladdin closed the door and, going up to the magician’s lifeless corpse, opened up his shirt and drew out the lamp which was wrapped up as the princess had described to him. He unwrapped it and as soon as he rubbed it, the jinni appeared with his usual greeting. ‘Jinni,’ said Aladdin, ‘I have summoned you to command you, on behalf of the lamp in whose service you are, to have this palace transported immediately back to China, to the same part and to the same spot from where it was brought here.’ The jinni nodded to show he was willing to obey and then disappeared. Immediately, the palace was transported to China, with only two slight shocks to indicate the removal had taken place – one when the palace was lifted up from where it was in Africa and the other when it was set down again in China, opposite the sultan’s palace. All this happened in a very short space of time.

The Story of Aladdin, or The Magic Lamp - 9

Suraj


The palace doorkeepers, who had just opened the gate and who had always had an unimpeded view in the direction where Aladdin’s palace now stood, were astounded to find it obstructed and to see a velvet carpet stretching from that direction right up to the gate of the sultan’s palace. At first they could not make out what it was, but their astonishment increased when they saw clearly Aladdin’s superb palace. News of the marvel quickly spread throughout the whole palace. The grand vizier, who had arrived almost the moment the gate was opened, was as astonished as the rest at the extraordinary sight and was the first to tell the sultan. He wanted to put it down to magic but the sultan rebuffed him, saying: ‘Why do you want it to be magic? You know as well as I do that it’s the palace Aladdin has had built for my daughter, the princess; I gave him permission to do so in your presence. After the sample of his wealth which we saw, is it so strange that he has built this palace in such a short time? He wanted to surprise us and to show us what miracles one can perform from one day to the next. Be honest, don’t you agree that when you talk of magic you are perhaps being a little jealous?’ He was prevented from saying anything more, as the hour to enter the council chamber had arrived.

After Aladdin had been carried home and had dismissed the jinni, he found his mother had got up and was beginning to put on the clothes that had been brought to her. At about the time that the sultan had just left the council, Aladdin made his mother go to the palace, together with the slave girls who had been brought her by the jinni’s services. He asked her that if she saw the sultan she was to tell him that she had come in order to have the honour of accompanying the princess when she was ready to go to her palace towards evening. She left and although she and the slave girls who followed her were dressed like sultanas, the crowds watching them pass were not so large, as the women were veiled and wore appropriate overgarments to cover the richness and magnificence of their clothing. As for Aladdin, he mounted his horse and, leaving his home for the last time, without forgetting the magic lamp whose help had been so helpful to him in attaining the height of happiness, he publicly left for his palace, with the same pomp as on the previous day when he had gone to present himself to the sultan.
As soon as the doorkeepers of the sultan’s palace saw Aladdin’s mother, they told the sultan. Immediately the order was given to the bands of trumpets, cymbals, drums, fifes and oboes who had been stationed in different spots on the palace terraces, and all at once the air resounded to fanfares and music which announced the rejoicings to the whole city. The merchants began to deck out their shops with fine carpets, cushions and green boughs, and to prepare illuminations for the night. The artisans left their work, and the people hastened to the great square between the sultan’s palace and that of Aladdin. But it was Aladdin’s palace that first attracted their admiration, not so much because they were accustomed to see that of the sultan but because it could not enter into comparison with Aladdin’s. The sight of such a magnificent palace in a place that, the previous day, had neither materials nor foundations, astonished them most and they could not understand by what unheard-of miracle this had come about.

Aladdin’s mother was received in the sultan’s palace with honour and admitted to the princess’s apartments by the chief eunuch. When the princess saw her, she immediately went to embrace her and made her be seated on her sofa; and while her maidservants were finishing dressing her and adorning her with the most precious jewels, which Aladdin had given her, the princess entertained her to a delicious supper. The sultan, who came to spend as much time as he could with his daughter before she left him to go to Aladdin’s palace, also paid great honour to Aladdin’s mother. He had never seen her before without a veil, although she had spoken several times to him in public, but now without her veil, though she was no longer young, one could still see from her features that she must have been reckoned among the beautiful women of her day when she was young. The sultan, who had always seen her dressed very simply, not to say shabbily, was filled with admiration at seeing her clothed as richly and as magnificently as the princess, his daughter, which made him reflect that Aladdin was equally capable, prudent and wise in everything he did.

When night fell, the princess took leave of her father, the sultan. Their parting was tender and tearful; they embraced several times in silence, and finally the princess left her apartments and set out, with Aladdin’s mother on her left, followed by a hundred slave girls, all wonderfully and magnificently dressed. All the bands of musicians, which had never stopped playing since the arrival of Aladdin’s mother, now joined up and began the procession; they were followed by a hundred sergeants and a similar number of black eunuchs, in two columns, led by their officers. Four hundred of the sultan’s young pages walked on each side of the procession, holding torches in their hands which, together with the light from illuminations coming from both the sultan’s palace and Aladdin’s, wonderfully took the place of daylight.
Accompanied in this fashion, the princess stepped on to the carpet which stretched from the sultan’s palace to Aladdin’s; as she advanced, the bands of musicians who led the procession approached and joined with those which could be heard on the terraces of Aladdin’s palace. This extraordinary confusion of sounds nonetheless formed a concert which increased the rejoicing not only of the great crowd in the main square but also of those who were in the two palaces and indeed in the whole city and far beyond.

At last the princess arrived at the new palace and Aladdin rushed with all imaginable joy to receive her at the entrance to the apartments destined for him. Aladdin’s mother had taken care to point out her son to the princess amid the officials who surrounded him, and the princess, when she saw him, found him so handsome that she was quite charmed. ‘Lovely princess,’ Aladdin addressed her, going up to her and greeting her very respectfully, ‘if I have been so unlucky as to have displeased you by my rashness in aspiring to possess so fair a lady, the daughter of the sultan, then, if I may say so, you must blame your beautiful eyes and your charms, not me.’ ‘O prince – I can rightly call you this now – I bow to my father, the sultan’s wishes; but it is enough for me to have seen you to tell you that I am happy to obey him.’

Overjoyed by such a satisfying reply, Aladdin did not keep the princess standing any longer after this unaccustomed walk. In his delight, he took her hand and kissed it, and then led her into a large room lit by innumerable candles where, thanks to the jinni, a magnificent banquet was laid out on a table. The plates were of solid gold and filled with the most delicious food. The vases, bowls and goblets, with which the side tables were well provided, were also of gold and of exquisite craftsmanship. All the other ornaments and decorations of the room were in perfect keeping with all this sumptuousness. Delighted to see so many riches gathered together in one place, the princess said to Aladdin: ‘O prince, I thought that there was nothing in the world more beautiful than my father’s palace; but seeing this room alone I realize how wrong I was.’ ‘Princess,’ said Aladdin, seating her at the place specially set for her at the table, ‘I accept such a great compliment as I ought; but I know what I should think.’

The princess, Aladdin and his mother sat down at table, and immediately a band of the most melodious instruments, played and accompanied by women, all of whom were very beautiful, started up and the music was accompanied by their equally beautiful voices; this continued uninterrupted until the end of the meal. The princess was so charmed that she said she had never heard anything like it in the palace of the sultan, her father. She did not know, of course, that these musicians were creatures chosen by the jinni of the lamp.

When the supper was over and the dishes had been swiftly cleared away, the musicians gave way to a troupe of male and female dancers who danced several kinds of dances, according to the custom of the land. They ended with two solo dances by a male and female dancer who, each in their turn, danced with surprising lightness and showed all the grace and skill they were capable of. It was nearly midnight when, according to the custom in China at that time, Aladdin rose and offered his hand to Princess Badr to dance with her and so conclude the wedding ceremony. They danced so well together that the whole company was lost in admiration. When the dance was over, Aladdin, still holding her by the hand, took the princess and together they passed through to the nuptial chamber where the marriage bed had been prepared. The princess’s maidservants helped undress her and put her to bed, and Aladdin’s servants did the same, then all withdrew. And so ended the ceremonies and festivities of the wedding of Aladdin and Princess Badr al-Budur.

The following morning, when Aladdin awoke, his servants came to dress him. They put on him a different costume from the one he had worn the day of the wedding, but one that was equally rich and magnificent. Next, he had brought to him one of the horses specially selected for him, which he mounted and then went to the sultan’s palace, surrounded by a large troupe of slaves walking in front of him and behind him and on either side. The sultan received him with the same honours as on the first occasion, embraced him and, after seating him near him on the throne, ordered breakfast to be served. ‘Sire,’ said Aladdin, ‘I ask your majesty to excuse me this honour today. I came to ask you to do me the honour of partaking of a meal in the princess’s palace, together with your grand vizier and your courtiers.’ The sultan was pleased to grant him this favour. He rose forthwith and, as it was not very far, wished to go there on foot, and so he set out, with Aladdin on his right, the grand vizier on his left and the courtiers following, preceded by the sergeants and principal court officials.

The nearer he drew to Aladdin’s palace, the more the sultan was struck by its beauty. But he was much more amazed when he entered it and never stopped praising each and every room he saw. But when, at Aladdin’s invitation, they went up to the chamber with the twenty-four windows, and the sultan saw the decorations, and above all when he caught sight of the screens studded with diamonds, rubies and emeralds – jewels all so large and so perfectly proportioned – and when Aladdin remarked that it was just as opulent on the outside, he was so astonished that he remained rooted to the spot.

After remaining motionless for a while, the sultan turned to the grand vizier standing near him and said: ‘Vizier, can there possibly be such a superb palace in my kingdom, so near to my own palace, without my having been aware of it till now?’ ‘Your majesty may recall,’ replied the grand vizier, ‘that the day before yesterday you granted Aladdin, whom you accepted as your son-in-law, permission to build a palace opposite your own; that same day, at sunset, there was as yet no palace on that spot. Yesterday I had the honour to be the first to announce to you that the palace had been built and was finished.’ ‘Yes, I remember,’ said the sultan, ‘but I would never have thought this palace would be one of the wonders of the age. Where in the whole wide world can one find a palace built of layers of solid gold and silver rather than of stone or marble, where the windows have screens set with diamonds, rubies and emeralds? Never has anything like this been heard of before!’

The sultan wished to see and admire the beauty of the twenty-four screens. When he counted them, he found that only twenty-three of the twenty-four were each equally richly decorated but that the twenty-fourth, he was very surprised to discover, had been left unfinished. Turning to the vizier, who had made it his duty always to stay at his side, he said: ‘I am surprised that a room of such magnificence should have been left unfinished.’ ‘Sire,’ the grand vizier replied, ‘Aladdin apparently was in a hurry and didn’t have time to make this window like the rest; but I imagine he has the necessary jewels and that he will have the work done at the first opportunity.’
While this was going on, Aladdin had left the sultan to give some orders and when he came back to join him again, the sultan said to him: ‘My son, of all the rooms in the world this one is the most worthy to be admired. But one thing surprises me – that is, to see this one screen left unfinished. Was it forgotten through carelessness or because the workmen didn’t have time to put the finishing touches to so fine a piece of architecture?’ ‘Sire,’ replied Aladdin, ‘it’s for neither of these reasons that the screen has remained in the state in which your majesty sees it. It was done deliberately and it was at my order that the workmen left it untouched: I wanted your majesty to have the glory of finishing this room and the palace at the same time. I beg that you will accept my good intentions so that I will be able to remember your kindness and your favours.’ ‘If that’s how you intended it, I am grateful to you and shall immediately give the orders for it to be done.’ And indeed he then summoned the jewellers with the greatest stock of jewels, together with the most skilled goldsmiths in the capital.
The sultan then went down from this chamber and Aladdin led him into the room where he had entertained the princess on the day of the wedding. The princess arrived a moment later and received her father in a manner which showed him how happy she was with her marriage. Two tables were laid with the most delicious dishes, all served in golden vessels. The sultan sat down at the first table and ate with his daughter, Aladdin and the grand vizier, while all the courtiers were served at the second table, which was very long. The sultan found the dishes very tasty and declared he had never eaten anything more exquisite. He said the same of the wine, which was, indeed, delicious. What he admired still more were four large side tables filled and laden with an abundance of flagons, bowls and goblets of solid gold, all encrusted with jewels. He was also delighted with the bands of musicians scattered around the room, while the fanfares of trumpets accompanied by drums and tambourines resounding at a suitable distance outside the room gave a most pleasing effect.

When the meal was over, the sultan was told that the jewellers and goldsmiths who had been summoned by his order had arrived. He went up again to the room with the twenty-four screens and, once there, showed the jewellers and goldsmiths who had followed him the window which had been left unfinished. ‘I have brought you here,’ he said, ‘so that you will bring this window to the same state of perfection as the others; examine them well and waste no time in making it exactly the same as the rest.’

The jewellers and goldsmiths examined the twenty-three other screens very closely, and after they had consulted together and were agreed on what each of them would for his part contribute, they returned to the sultan. The palace jeweller, acting as spokesman, then said to the sultan: ‘Sire, we are ready to employ all our skills and industry to obey your majesty, but many as we are, not one of our profession has such precious jewels and in sufficient quantities for such a great project.’ ‘But I have enough and more than enough,’ said the sultan. ‘Come to my palace; I can supply you with them and you can choose those you want.’
After the sultan had returned to the palace, he had all his jewels brought in to him and the jewellers took a great quantity of them, particularly from among those which Aladdin had given him as a present. They used all these jewels but the work did not seem to progress very much. They returned several times to fetch still more, but after a whole month they had not finished half of the work. They used all the sultan’s jewels as well as some borrowed from the grand vizier; yet, despite all these, all they managed to do was at most to complete half of the window.

Aladdin, who knew that all the sultan’s efforts to make this screen like the rest were in vain and that he would never come out of it with any credit, summoned the goldsmiths and told them not only to cease their work but even to undo everything they had done and to return to the sultan all his jewels together with those he had borrowed from the grand vizier.
In a matter of hours, the work that the jewellers and goldsmiths had taken more than six weeks to do was destroyed. They then departed and left Aladdin alone in the room. Taking out the lamp, which he had with him, he rubbed it and immediately the jinni stood before him. ‘O jinni,’ said Aladdin, ‘I ordered you to leave one of the twenty-four screens in this room unfinished and you carried out my order; I have now summoned you here to tell you that I want you to make this window just like the rest.’ The jinni disappeared and Aladdin went out of the room. When he went back in again a few moments later, he found the screen exactly as he wanted it and just like the others.
Meanwhile, the jewellers and goldsmiths had arrived at the palace and had been introduced and presented to the sultan in his apartments. The first jeweller, on behalf of all of them, presented the sultan with the jewels which they were returning and said: ‘Sire, your majesty knows how long and how hard we have been working in order to finish the commission that you charged us with. The work was far advanced when Aladdin forced us not only to stop but even to undo all we had done and to return to your majesty all these jewels of yours and those of the grand vizier.’ The sultan asked them whether Aladdin had told them why they were to do this, to which they replied no. Immediately, the sultan gave the order for a horse to be brought and when it came, he mounted and left with only a few of his men, who accompanied him on foot. On arriving at Aladdin’s palace, he dismounted at the bottom of the staircase that led to the room with the twenty-four windows. Without giving Aladdin any advance notice, he climbed the stairs where Aladdin had arrived in the nick of time to receive him at the door.
The sultan, giving Aladdin no time to complain politely that his majesty had not forewarned him of his arrival and that he had thus obliged him to fail in his duty, said to him: ‘My son, I have come myself to ask the reason why you wish to leave unfinished so magnificent and remarkable a room in your palace as this one.’

The real reason Aladdin concealed from him, which was that the sultan was not rich enough in jewels to afford such an enormous expense. However, in order to let the sultan know how far his palace surpassed not only his own, such as it was, but any other palace in the world, since the sultan had been unable to complete the smallest part of it, he said to him: ‘Sire, it is true your majesty has seen this room, unfinished; but I beg you will come now and see if there is anything lacking.’

The sultan went straight to the window where he had seen the unfinished screen and when he saw that it was like the rest, he thought he must have made a mistake. He next examined not only one or two windows but all the windows, one by one. When he was convinced that the screen on which so much time had been spent and which had cost so many days’ work had been finished in what he knew to be a very short time, he embraced Aladdin and kissed him between the eyes, exclaiming in astonishment: ‘My son, what a man you are to do such amazing things and all, almost, in the twinkling of an eye! There is no one like you in the whole wide world! The more I know you, the more I admire you.’ Aladdin received the sultan’s praises with great modesty, replying: ‘Sire, I am very honoured to merit your majesty’s kindness and approval, and I can assure you I will do all I can to deserve them both more and more.’
The sultan returned to his palace in the same manner as he had come, not allowing Aladdin to accompany him. There he found the grand vizier waiting for him and the sultan, still filled with admiration at the wonders he had just seen, proceeded to tell him all about them in terms that left the vizier in no doubt that everything was indeed as he had described it. But it also confirmed him in his belief that Aladdin’s palace was the effect of an enchantment – a belief that he had already conveyed to the sultan almost as soon as the palace appeared. The vizier started to repeat what he thought, but the sultan interrupted him: ‘Vizier, you have already told me that, but I can see that you are still thinking of my daughter’s marriage to your son.’

The grand vizier could see that the sultan was prejudiced against him and so, not wishing to enter into a dispute with him, made no attempt to disabuse him. Meanwhile, the sultan every day, as soon as he had arisen, regularly went to a small room from which he could see the whole of Aladdin’s palace and he would come here several times a day to contemplate and admire it.
As for Aladdin, he did not remain shut up in his palace but took care to let himself be seen in the city several times a week, whether to go and pray at one mosque or another or, at regular intervals, to visit the grand vizier, who affected to pay court to him on certain days, or to do honour to the leading courtiers, whom he often entertained in his palace, by going to see them in their own houses. Every time he went out, he would instruct two of his slaves, who surrounded him as he rode, to throw handfuls of gold coins into the streets and squares through which he passed and to which a great crowd of people always flocked. Furthermore, no pauper came to the gate of his palace without going away pleased with the liberality dispensed there on his orders.

Aladdin passed his time in such a way that not a week went by without him going out hunting, whether just outside the city or further afield, when he dispensed the same liberality as he rode around or passed through villages. This generous tendency caused everyone to shower blessings on him and it became the custom to swear by his head. In short, without it giving any offence to the sultan to whom he regularly paid court, one may say that Aladdin, thanks to his affable manner and generosity, won the affection of all the people and that, in general, he was more beloved than the sultan himself. Added to all these fine qualities, he showed such valour and zeal for the good of the kingdom that he could not be too highly praised. He showed this on the occasion of a revolt which took place on the kingdom’s borders: no sooner had he heard that the sultan was raising an army to put the revolt down than he begged the sultan to put him in command of it, a request which he had no difficulty in obtaining. Once at the head of the army, he marched against the rebels, and throughout this expedition he conducted himself so industriously that the sultan learned that the rebels had been defeated, punished and dispersed before he learned of Aladdin’s arrival in the army. This action, which made his name famous throughout the kingdom, did not change his good nature, for he remained as amiable after as before his victory.

Several years went by in this manner for Aladdin, when the magician, who unwittingly had given him the means of rising to such heights of fortune, was reminded of him in Africa, to where he had returned. Although he was till then convinced that Aladdin had died a wretched death in the underground cave where he had left him, the thought nonetheless came to him to find out exactly how he had died. Being a great geomancer, he took out of a cupboard a covered square box which he used to make his observations. Sitting down on his sofa, he placed the box in front of him and uncovered it. After he had prepared and levelled the sand with the intention of discovering if Aladdin had died in the cave, he made his throw, interpreted the figures and drew up the horoscope. When he examined it to ascertain its meaning, instead of discovering that Aladdin had died in the cave, he found that he had got out of it and that he was living in great splendour, being immensely rich; he had married a princess and was generally honoured and respected.
As soon as the magician had learned through the means of his diabolic art that Aladdin lived in such a state of elevation, he became red with rage. In his fury, he exclaimed to himself: ‘That wretched son of a tailor has discovered the secret and power of the lamp! I took his death for a certainty and here he is enjoying the fruit of my labours and vigils. But I will stop him enjoying them much longer, or die in the attempt.’ He did not take long in deciding what to do. The next morning, he mounted a barbary horse which he had in his stable and set off, travelling from city to city and from province to province, stopping no longer than was necessary so as not to tire his horse, until he reached China and was soon in the capital of the sultan whose daughter Aladdin had married. There he dismounted in a khan or public hostelry, where he rented a room and where he remained for the rest of the day and the night to recover from his tiring journey.

The next day, the first thing the magician wanted to find out was what people said about Aladdin. Walking around the city, he entered the bestknown and most frequented place, where the most distinguished people met to drink a certain hot drink* which was known to him from his first journey. As soon as he sat down, a cup of this drink was poured and presented to him. As he took it, he listened to the conversation going on around him and heard people talking about Aladdin’s palace. When he had finished his drink, he approached one of them, singling him out to ask him: ‘What’s this palace everybody speaks so well of?’ To which the man replied: ‘Where are you from? You must be a newcomer not to have seen or heard talk of the palace of Prince Aladdin’ – that is how he was now called since he had married Princess Badr – ‘I am not saying it is one of the wonders of the world, I say it is the only wonder of the world, for nothing so grand, so rich, so magnificent has ever been seen before or since. You must have come from very far away not to have heard talk of it. Indeed, the whole world must have been talking about it ever since it was built. Go and look at it and see if I’m not speaking the truth.’ ‘Excuse my ignorance,’ said the magician. ‘I only arrived yesterday and I have indeed come from very far away – in fact the furthest part of Africa, which its fame had not yet reached when I left. For in view of the urgent business which brings me here, my sole concern in travelling was to get here as soon as possible, without stopping and making any acquaintances. I knew nothing about it until you told me. But I will indeed go and see it; and so great is my impatience that I am ready to satisfy my curiosity this very instant, if you would be so kind as to show me the way.’
The man the magician had spoken to was only too happy to tell him the way he must take to have a view of Aladdin’s palace, and the magician rose and immediately set off. When he reached the palace and had examined it closely and from all sides, he was left in no doubt that Aladdin had made use of the lamp to build it. Without dwelling on Aladdin’s powerlessness as the son of a simple tailor, he was well aware that only jinn, the slaves of the lamp which he had failed to get hold of, were capable of performing miracles of this kind. Stung to the quick by Aladdin’s good fortune and importance, which seemed to him little different from the sultan’s own, the magician returned to the khan where he had taken up lodging.

He needed to find out where the lamp was and whether Aladdin carried it around with him, or whether he kept it in some secret spot, and this he could only discover through an act of geomancy. As soon as he reached his lodgings, he took his square box and his sand which he carried with him on all his travels. When he had completed the operation, he found that the lamp was in Aladdin’s palace and he was so delighted at this discovery that he was beside himself. ‘I am going to have this lamp,’ he said, ‘and I defy Aladdin to stop me from taking it from him and from making him sink to the depths from which he has risen to such heights!’
Unfortunately for Aladdin, it so happened that he had set off on a hunting expedition for eight days and was still away, having been gone for only three days. This is how the magician learned about it. Having performed the act of geomancy which had given him so much joy, he went to see the doorkeeper of the khan under the pretext of having a chat with him. The latter, who was of a garrulous nature, needed little encouragement, telling him that he had himself just been to see Aladdin’s palace. After listening to him describe with great exaggeration all the things he had seen which had most amazed and struck him and everyone in general, the magician said: ‘My curiosity does not stop there and I won’t be satisfied until I have seen the master to whom such a wonderful building belongs.’ ‘That will not be difficult,’ replied the doorkeeper. ‘When he is in town hardly a day goes by on which there isn’t an opportunity to see him; but three days ago, he went out on a great hunting expedition which was to last for eight days.’
The magician needed to hear no more. He took leave of the doorkeeper, saying to himself as he went back to his room: ‘Now is the time to act; I must not let the opportunity escape me.’ He went to a lamp maker’s shop which also sold lamps. ‘Master,’ he said, ‘I need a dozen copper lamps – can you supply me with them?’ The lamp maker told him he did not have a dozen but, if he would be patient and wait until the following day, he could let him have the whole lot whenever he wanted. The magician agreed to this and asked that the lamps be clean and well polished, and after promising him to pay him well, he returned to the khan.
The next day, the twelve lamps were delivered to the magician, who gave the lamp maker the price he had asked for, without bargaining. He put them in a basket which he had specially acquired and, with this on his arm, he went to Aladdin’s palace. When he drew near, he began to cry out: ‘Old lamps for new!’

As he approached, the children playing in the square heard him from a distance and rushed up and gathered around him, loudly jeering at him, for they took him for a madman. The passers-by, too, laughed at what they thought was his stupidity. ‘He must have lost his mind,’ they said, ‘to offer to exchange old lamps for new ones.’ But the magician was not surprised by the children’s jeers nor by what people were saying about him, and he continued to cry out to sell his wares: ‘Old lamps for new!’

He repeated this cry so often as he went to and fro in front of and around the palace that Princess Badr, who was at that point in the room with the twenty-four windows, hearing a man’s voice crying out something but unable to make out what he was saying because of the jeers of the children who followed him and who kept increasing in number, sent down one of her slave girls to go up to him and see what he was shouting.
The slave girl was not long in returning and entered the room in fits of laughter. Her mirth was so infectious that the princess, looking at her, could not stop herself from laughing too. ‘Well, you crazy girl,’ she said, ‘tell me why you are laughing.’ Still laughing, the slave replied: ‘O princess, who couldn’t stop himself laughing at the sight of a madman with a basket on his arm full of brand new lamps wanting not to sell them but to change them for old ones? It’s the children, crowding around him so that he can hardly move and jeering at him, who are making all the noise.’
Hearing this, another slave girl interrupted: ‘Speaking of old lamps, I don’t know if the princess has observed that there is an old lamp on the cornice. Whoever owns it won’t be cross to find a new one in its place. If the princess would like, she can have the pleasure of finding out whether this madman is really mad enough to exchange a new lamp for an old one without asking anything for it in return.’
The lamp the slave girl was talking about was the magic lamp Aladdin had used to raise himself to his present high state; he himself had put it on the cornice before going out to hunt, for fear of losing it, a precaution he had taken on all previous occasions. Up until now, neither the slave girls, nor the eunuchs, nor even the princess herself had paid any attention to it during his absence, for apart from when he went out hunting, Aladdin always carried it on him. One may say that Aladdin was right to take this precaution, but he ought at least to have locked up the lamp. Mistakes like this, it is true, are always being made and always will be.
The princess, unaware how precious the lamp was and that it was in Aladdin’s great interest, not to mention her own, that no one should ever touch it and that it should be kept safe, entered into the joke. She ordered a eunuch to take the lamp and go and exchange it. The eunuch obeyed and went down from the room, and no sooner had he emerged from the palace gate when he saw the magician. He called out to him and, when he came up, he showed him the old lamp, saying: ‘Give me a new lamp for this one here.’

The magician was in no doubt that this was the lamp he was looking for – there could be no other lamp like it in Aladdin’s palace, where all the plates and dishes were either of gold or silver. He promptly took it from the eunuch’s hand and, after he had stowed it safely away in his cloak, he showed him his basket and told him to choose whichever lamp he fancied. The eunuch picked one, left the magician and took the new lamp to the princess. As soon as the exchange had taken place, the square rang out again with the shouts and jeers of the children, who laughed even more loudly than before at what they took to be the magician’s stupidity.
The magician let the children jeer at him, but not wanting to stay any longer in the vicinity of Aladdin’s palace, he gradually and quietly moved away. He stopped crying out about changing new lamps for old, for the only lamp he wanted was the one now in his possession. Seeing his silence, the children lost interest and left him to go on his way.

As soon as he was out of the square between the two palaces, the magician escaped through the less frequented streets and, when he saw there was nobody about, he set the basket down in the middle of one, since he no longer had a use for either the lamps or the basket. He then slipped down another street and hastened on until he came to one of the city gates. As he made his way through the suburbs, which were extensive, he bought some provisions before leaving them. Once in the countryside, he left the road and went to a spot out of sight of passers-by, where he stayed a while until he judged the moment was right for him to carry out the plan which had brought him there. He did not regret the barbary horse he had left behind at the khan where he had taken lodgings, for he reckoned that the treasure he had acquired was fair compensation for its loss.

The magician spent the rest of the day in this spot until night was at its darkest. He then pulled out the lamp from under his cloak and rubbed it. Thus summoned, the jinni appeared. ‘What is your wish?’ it asked him. ‘Here am I, ready to obey you, your slave and the slave of all those who hold the lamp, I and the other slaves.’ ‘I command you,’ replied the magician, ‘this very instant to remove the palace that the other slaves of the lamp have built in this city, just as it is, with all the people in it, and transport it and at the same time myself to such-and-such a place in Africa.’ Without answering him, the jinni, with the assistance of other jinn, like him slaves of the lamp, transported the magician and the entire palace in a very short time to the place in Africa he had designated, where we will leave him, the palace and Princess Badr, and describe, instead, the sultan’s surprise.
As soon as the sultan had arisen, as was his custom he went to his closet window in order to have the pleasure of gazing on and admiring Aladdin’s palace. But when he looked in the direction of where he had been accustomed to see this palace, all he could see was an empty space, such as had been before the palace had been built. Believing himself mistaken, he rubbed his eyes, but still saw nothing, although the weather was fine, the sky clear and the dawn, which was just breaking, had made everything sharp and distinct. He looked through the two windows on the right and on the left but could only see what he had been used to seeing out of them. So great was his astonishment that he remained for a long time in the same spot, his eyes turned towards where the palace had stood but was now no longer to be seen. He could not understand how so large and striking a palace as Aladdin’s, which he had seen as recently as the previous day and almost every day since he had given permission to build it, had vanished so completely that no trace was left behind. ‘I am not wrong,’ he said to himself. ‘It was there. If it had tumbled down, the materials would be there in heaps, and if the earth had swallowed it up, then there would be some trace to show that had happened.’ Although he was convinced that the palace was no more, he nonetheless waited a little longer to see if, in fact, he was mistaken. At last he withdrew and, after taking one final look before leaving, he returned to his room. There he commanded the grand vizier to be summoned in all haste and sat down, his mind so disturbed with conflicting thoughts that he did not know what he should do.

The vizier did not keep the sultan waiting long; in fact, he came in such great haste that neither he nor his officials noticed as they came that Aladdin’s palace was no longer there, nor had the doorkeepers, when they opened the palace gates, noticed its disappearance. When he came up to the sultan, the vizier addressed him: ‘Sire, the urgency with which your majesty has summoned me makes me think that something most extraordinary has happened, since you are well aware that today is the day the council meets and that I must shortly go and carry out my duties.’ ‘What has happened is indeed truly extraordinary, as you will agree. Tell me, where is Aladdin’s palace?’ asked the sultan. ‘Aladdin’s palace?’ replied the vizier in astonishment. ‘I have just passed in front of it – I thought it was there. Buildings as solid as that don’t disappear so easily.’ ‘Go and look through my closet window,’ said the sultan, ‘and then come and tell me if you can see it.’

The grand vizier went to the closet, and the same thing happened to him as had happened to the sultan. When he had quite convinced himself that Aladdin’s palace no longer stood where it had been and that there did not appear to be any trace of it, he returned to the sultan. ‘Well, did you see Aladdin’s palace?’ the sultan asked him. ‘Sire,’ he replied, ‘your majesty may remember that I had the honour to tell you that this palace, which was the subject of your admiration, with all its immense riches, was the result of magic, the work of a magician, but your majesty would not listen to this.’

The sultan, unable to disagree with what the vizier had said, flew into a great rage which was all the greater because he could not deny his incredulity. ‘Where is this wretch, this impostor?’ he cried. ‘Bring him at once so that I can have his head chopped off.’ ‘Sire,’ replied the vizier, ‘he took leave of your majesty a few days ago; we must send for him and ask him about his palace – he must know where it is.’ ‘That would be to treat him too leniently; go and order thirty of my horsemen to bring him to me bound in chains,’ commanded the sultan. The vizier went off to give the sultan’s order to the horsemen, instructing their officer in what manner to take Aladdin so that he did not escape. They set out and met Aladdin five or six miles outside the city, hunting on his return. The officer went up to him and told him that the sultan, in his impatience to see him, had sent them to inform him and to accompany him back.

Aladdin, who had not the slightest suspicion of the real reason which brought this detachment of the sultan’s guard, continued to hunt but, when he was only half a league from the city, this detachment surrounded him and the officer addressed him: ‘Prince Aladdin, it is with the greatest regret that we have to inform you of the order of the sultan to arrest you and bring you to him as a criminal of the state. We beg you not to think ill of us for carrying out our duty and we hope you will forgive us.’

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