supposing that she still spoke to the black, said, “Dear love, I have done what you required; nothing now prevents your rising and giving me the satisfaction of which I have so long been deprived.”
The sultan, still counterfeiting the pronunciation of the black, said: “What you have now done is by no means sufficient for my cure; you have only removed a part of the evil; you must cut it up by the root.” ‘‘My lovely black,” resumed the queen, “what do you mean by the root?” ‘‘Wretched woman,” replied the sultan, “understand you not that I allude to the town and its inhabitants, and the four islands, destroyed by thy enchantments? The fish every night at midnight raise their heads out of the lake, and cry for vengeance against thee and me. This is the true cause of the delay of my cure. Go speedily, restore things to their former state, and at thy return I will give thee my hand, and thou shalt help me to arise.”
The enchantress, inspired with hope from these words, cried out in a transport of joy, “My heart, my soul, you shall soon be restored to your health, for I will immediately do as you command me.” Accordingly she went that instant, and when she came to the brink of the lake she took a little water in her hand, and sprinkling it, she pronounced some words over the fish and the lake, and the city was immediately restored. The fish became men, women, and children; Mohammedans, Christians, Persians, or Jews; freemen or slaves, as they were before: every one having recovered his natural form. The houses and shops were immediately filled with their inhabitants, who found all things as they were before the enchantment. The sultan’s numerous retinue, who found themselves encamped in the largest square, were astonished to see themselves in an instant in the middle of a large, handsome, well-peopled city.
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