Know，O my brothers that，when beginning service as a boy of eight，I used to tell the slave dealers regularly and exactly one lie every year，so that they fell out with one another，till at last my master lost patience with me and，carrying me down to the market，ordered the brokers to cry，'Who will buy this slave，knowing his blemish and making allowance for it？'He did so and they asked him，'Pray，what may be his blemish？'and he answered，'He telleth me one single lie every year.'Now a man that was a merchant came up and said to the broker，'How much do they allow for him with his blemish？''They allow six hundred dirhams，'he replied； and said the other，'Thou shalt have twenty dirhams for thyself.'So he arranged between him and the slave dealer who took the coin from him and the broker carried me to the merchant's house and departed，after receiving his brokerage. The trader clothed me with suitable dress，and I stayed in his service the rest of my twelvemonth，until the new year began happily. It was a blessed season，plenteous in the produce of the earth，and the merchants used to feast every day at the house of some one among them，till it was my master's turn to entertain them in a flower garden without the city. So he and the other merchants went to the garden，taking with them all that they required of provaunt and else beside，and sat eating and carousing and drinking till mid day，when my master，having need of some matter from his home，said to me，'O slave，mount the she mule and hie thee to the house and bring from thy mistress such and such a thing and return quickly.'I obeyed his bidding and started for the house but，as I drew near it，I began to cry out and shed tears，whereupon all the people of the quarter collected，great and small； and my master's wife and daughters，hearing the noise I was making，opened the door and asked me what was the matter. Said I，'My master was sitting with his friends beneath an old wall，and it fell on one and all of them； and when I saw what had happened to them，I mounted the mule and came hither in haste to tell you.'When my master's daughters and wife heard this，they screamed and rent their raiment and beat their faces，whilst the neighbours came around them. Then the wife over turned the furniture of the house，one thing upon another，and tore down the shelves and broke the windows and the lattices and smeared the walls with mud and indigo，saying to me，'Woe to thee，O Kafur！ come help me to tear down these cupboards and break up these vessels and this china ware，[96] and the rest of it.'So I went to her and aided her to smash all the shelves in the house with whatever stood upon them，after which I went round about the terrace roofs and every part of the place，spoiling all I could and leaving no china in the house unbroken till I had laid waste the whole，crying out the while 'Well away！
my master！'Then my mistress fared forth bare faced wearing a head kerchief and naught else，and her daughters and the children sallied out with her，and said to me，'O Kafur，go thou before us and show us the place where thy master lieth dead，that we may take him from under the fallen wall and lay him on a bier and bear him to the house and give him a fine funeral.'So I went forth before them crying out，'Slack，my master！'and they after me with faces and heads bare and all shrieking，'Alas！ Alas for the man！'Now there remained none in the quarter，neither man nor woman，nor epicene，nor youth nor maid，nor child nor old trot，but went with us smiting their faces and weeping bitterly，and I led them leisurely through the whole city. The folk asked them what was the matter，whereupon they told them what they had heard from me，and all exclaimed，'There is no Majesty and there is no Might save in Allah！'Then said one of them，'He was a personage of consequence； so let us go to the Governor and tell him what hath befallen him.'When they told the Governor，--And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased saying her permitted say.
When it was the Fortieth Night，[97]She said，It hath reached me，O auspicious King，that when they told the Governor，he rose and mounted and，taking with him labourers，with spades and baskets，went on my track，with many people behind him； and I ran on before them，howling and casting dust on my head and beating my face，followed by my mistress and her children keening for the dead. But I got ahead of them and entered the garden before them，and when my master saw me in this state，I smiting my face and saying，'Well away！ my mistress！
Alas！ Alas！ Alas！ who is left to take pity on me，now that my mistress is gone？ Would I had been a sacrifice for her！'，he stood aghast and his colour waxed yellow and he said to me，'What aileth thee O Kafur！ What is the matter？''O my lord，'I replied，'when thou sentest me to the house，I found that the saloon wall had given way and had fallen like a layer upon my mistress and her children！''And did not thy mistress escape？''No，by Allah，O my master； not one of them was saved； the first to die was my mistress，thine elder daughter！''And did not my younger daughter escape？'； 'No，she did not！''And what became of the mare mule I
