nothing in all the world but a handful of cheap goods which I must bargain hard to trade off for the bare necessities of my miserable existence!" And with that he sighed so wretchedly that Shrikantha's tender heart melted within him.
"If only—" said the wicked merchant, "but I must not suggest such a thing!"
"Suggest what?" asked Shrikantha, full of sympathy.
"If only," continued the other, "if only in the kindness of your heart, you would lend me your talisman for one moment, I could wish myself a comfortable little home, and peace and quiet for the rest of my days! You would be none the poorer; indeed, you would be richer for the prayers and blessings of a happy man!"
It was such a simple way in which to help the poor fellow that Shrikantha did not hesitate an instant, but put the magic blue stone trustingly into his hands. With a scornful laugh, the wicked merchant shouted his wish aloud:
