your questions. But permit me once more to implore your majesty’s clemency; for God’s sake grant my request, I protest to you that I am innocent.” “Your prayers,” answered the king, “are in vain; and were it for nothing but to hear your head speak after your death, it is my will you should die.” As he said this, he took the book out of the physician’s hand, and ordered the executioner to do his duty. The head was so dexterously cut off that it fell into the basin, and was no sooner laid upon the cover of the book than the blood stopped; then
genie, “provided your story surpass that of the hind.” Then the second old man began in this manner— The Story of the Second old Man and the Two Black Dogs. Great prince of genies, you must know that we are three brothers, the two black dogs and myself. Our father, when he died, left each of us one thousand sequins. With that sum, we all