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For your blood Melech Mahommed answered confidently I am not quite such an [idiot] as with all my sense about me and my eyes open to plunge into [irrevertibal] infancy. When the unwearied Sun had conducted his splendid caravan to the gates of the west and the moon adorned with the stars of heaven for jewels appeared and splendid banquits* were spread for friendly intercourse they spent an hour in feasting and pleasant conversation and then retired to the sleeping apartment and slept beside each other. Melech Mahommed arose and said to himself I find I have got into such a perelous* situation that it will be next to impossible to extricate myself with life it is better therefore at all wants to gratify my passion that my heart may longer be tormented by with the regret of unaccomplished desire. But just as he wished to lay hold of the girdle of desire the tormenting tempter awaked and saw Melech Mahommed sitting up and ready to atempt* an impropriety. Senseless creature said she what wicked design are you hatching. Lay said every thought of the kind at least for some days or you will repent of it is absolutely necessary for you too to refrain from kissing either my