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and drummers and pipers and bid them come to thee to-morrow early, with their drums and pipes, what time thou drinkest coffee with thy father-in-law the Cadi, and congratulate thee and wish thee joy, saying, ‘A blessed day, O son of our uncle! Indeed, thou art the vein[1] of our eye! We rejoice for thee, and if thou be ashamed of us, verily, we pride ourselves upon thee; so, though thou banish us from thee, know that we will not forsake thee, albeit thou forsakest us.’ And do thou fall to strewing dinars and dirhems amongst them; whereupon the Cadi will question thee, and do thou answer him, saying, ‘My father was an ape-dancer and this is our original condition; but out Lord opened on us [the gate of fortune] and we have gotten us a name among the merchants and with their provost.’
Then will he say to thee, ‘Then thou art an ape-leader of the tribe of the mountebanks?’ And do thou reply, ‘I may in nowise deny my origin, for the sake of thy daughter and in her honour.’ The Cadi will say, ‘It may not be that thou shalt be given the daughter of a sheikh who sitteth upon the carpet of the Law and whose descent is traceable by genealogy to the loins
- ↑ Or, as we should say, “the apple.”
