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The King read them and said, with a sigh, “If a man had this quickness of wit, he would excel all the folk of his age and time.” Then he called for a chess-board and said to me, “Wilt thou play with me?” I signed with my head as who should say, “Yes,” and came forward and placed the men and played two games with him, each of which I won, much to his amazement. Then I took the pen and wrote the following verses:

Two hosts throughout the live-long day contend in deadly fight, That waxes ever till the shades of night upon them creep;
Then, when the darkness puts an end at last unto their strife, Upon one couch and side by side, they lay them down to sleep.

These verses filled the King with wonder and delight, and he said to the eunuch, “Go to thy mistress, the Lady of Beauty, and bid her come and amuse herself with the sight of this wonderful ape.” So the eunuch went out and presently returned with the lady, who, when she saw me, veiled her face, and said, “O my father, how comes it that thou art pleased to send for me and show me to strange men?” “O my daughter,” said he, “there is none here save the little slave and the eunuch who reared thee and myself, thy father. From whom then dost thou veil thy face?” Quoth she, “This that thou deemest an ape is a wise and learned man, the son of a king; the Afrit Jerjis of the lineage of Iblis enchanted him thus, after putting to death his own wife, the daughter of King Efitamous, Lord of the Ebony Islands.” At this the King wondered and turning to me, said, “Is this true that she says of thee?” And I signed with my head, as who should say, “Yes;” and wept. Then said he to his daughter, “Whence knewest thou that he was enchanted?” “O my father,” answered she, “there was with me, in my childhood, an old woman who was skilled in magic and taught me its rules and practice; and I became skilled therein and committed to memory a hundred and seventy magical formulas, by the