ANOTHER SAD LOVE STORY.
AND resembling the foregoing tale concerning love and the concealment of passion, together with the plain proof of its discovery, is the following story, which a certain person of those who are well-to-do used to relate.
One day while sitting in my house, behold! a servant came in bringing a letter, and said, "A man at the door gave me this." So I opened it, and behold! it contained the following lines:
Grief is far from thee, and thou hast attained happiness,
And the King of all has withdrawn thee from sorrows.
And in thy hands, wouldst thou bestow it, is the balm
For my soul, and members sick through wounds.
So I exclaimed, "A lover, by Allâh!" and said to the servant, "Go out and bring him to me." And he went out, but saw no one: and this behaviour astonished me.
So I summoned all the slave-girls, both those who
