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This is his garden, your resting-place for the day; first it is necessary to show him all the fairest of your goods.
1047. "When great merchants arrive they see him and give him gifts, they show him what they have, elsewhere they cannot unpack their goods[1]; for the king they set aside the best, they straightway count out the price; thereupon he frees them to sell as they please.
1048. "His duty it is to receive such honourable folk as you, he orders the caterers how to entertain them fitly; he is not now here, what avails it me to speak of him? To meet you and carry you away with him, pressing you politely, is the way he should treat you.
1049. "P'hatman Khat'hun,[2] the lady, his wife, is at home, a hospitable hostess, amiable, not rough.[3] I shall inform her of your arrival, she will take you in as one of her own folk, she will send a man to meet you, you shall enter the city by daylight."
1050. Avt'handil said: "Go, do whatever thou desirest." The gardener runs, he rejoices, sweat pours down to his breast. He tells his tidings to the lady[4]: 'I boast of this: a youth[5] comes, to them that look on him his rays seem like the sun.
1051. "He is some merchant, chief of a great caravan, well-grown like a cypress, a moon of seven days, his coat[6] and the fold of his coral-hued turban[7] become him; he called me, asked me tidings and the tariff for the purchase of goods."[8]
1052. Dame P'hatman rejoiced; she sent ten slaves to meet him; they prepared the caravanserais, she stored their wares. The rose-cheeked, crystal and ruby, glass, jet,[9] entered; they who looked on him compared his feet to the panther's, his palms to the lion's (paws).
1053. There was a hubbub, the hosts[10] of the town all
