. The adventures of Hajji Baba of Ispahan. upon the un-happy culprits. And breakfast too — and in my room. Mashallah /Masliallah. It is understood, then, that I am become lessthan a dog ; now that in my own house, on my own carpet, onmy very pillow, my slaves give up their hearts to joy. LaAllah il Allah I There is but one God ! I am all astonish-ment ! I am fallen from the heavens to the ground ! Then, addressing herself to her husband, she said,—Asfor you, Mirza Ahmak, look at me, and tell me, by my soul,are you to be counted a man amongst men ? A doctor, too—the Locman of his day—a sage, wi
. The adventures of Hajji Baba of Ispahan. upon the un-happy culprits. And breakfast too — and in my room. Mashallah /Masliallah. It is understood, then, that I am become lessthan a dog ; now that in my own house, on my own carpet, onmy very pillow, my slaves give up their hearts to joy. LaAllah il Allah I There is but one God ! I am all astonish-ment ! I am fallen from the heavens to the ground ! Then, addressing herself to her husband, she said,—Asfor you, Mirza Ahmak, look at me, and tell me, by my soul,are you to be counted a man amongst men ? A doctor, too—the Locman of his day—a sage, with that monkeys face, withthat goats beard, with that humped back, to be playing thelover, the swain. Curses attend such a beard ! then, puttingup her five fingers to his face, she said, Poof! I spit onsuch a face. Who am I, then, that you prefer an uncleanslave to me ? What have I done, that you should treat mewith such indignity ? When you had nothing but your pre-scriptions and your medicines in the world, I came, and made 136. The khanum ill-treats Zcenab. THE ADVENTURES OF HAJJI BABA a man of you. You are become something, thanks to me !You now stand before a king ; men bow the head to wear a Cashmerian shawl; you are become a person ofsubstance. Say, then, oh, you less than man! what is themeaning of all this ? The doctor, during this attack upon him, was swearingabundance of oaths, and making ten thousands of exclamations,in proof of his innocence. Nothing, however, could stop thevolubility of his wife, or calm her rage. By this time she hadworked her passion up to such a pitch, that oath succeededoath, and blasphemy blasphemy, in one raging, unceasingtorrent. From her husband she fell on Zeenab, and fromZeenab she returned again to her husband, until she foamedat the mouth. She was not satisfied with words alone ; but,seizing the wretched girl by one of the long tresses which hungdown her back, she pulled it till she roared with pain ; then,with the assi
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