They are upborne by smooth round thighs and legs like columns of pearl，and all this rests upon two slender feet，pointed like spear-blades，the handiwork of God，the Protector and Requiter，I wonder how，of their littleness，they can sustain what is above them.But I cut short my deion of her charms，lest I be tedious.The father of this young lady is a powerful king，a fierce cavalier，immersed night and day in wars and battles，fearless of death and dreading not ruin，for that he is a masterful tyrant and an irresistible conqueror，lord of troops and armies，continents and islands，cities and villages，and his name is King Gha？our，lord of the Islands and the Seas and of the Seven Palaces.He loves his daughter，the young lady whom I have described to thee，very dearly，and for love of her，he gathered together the treasures of all the kings and built her therewith seven palaces，each of a different fashion；the first of crystal，the second of marble，the third of China steel，the fourth of precious stones，the fifth of porcelain and vari-coloured onyx，the sixth of silver and the seventh of gold.He filled the seven palaces with rich silken carpets and hangings and vessels of gold and silver and all manner of gear befitting kings and commanded his daughter，whose name is the Princess Budour，to abide in each by turns for a certain season of the year.When her beauty became known and her fame was noised abroad in the neighbouring countries，all the kings sent to her father，to demand her in marriage，and he consulted her on the matter，but she misliked it and said，'O my father，I have no mind to marry；for I am a sovereign lady and a princess ruling over men，and I have no desire for a man who shall rule over me.' The more she refused，the more the eagerness of her suitors increased and all the kings of the Islands of the Inland Sea sent gifts and offerings to her father，with letters asking her in marriage.So he pressed her again and again to make choice of a husband，despite her refusals，till at last she turned upon him angrily and said to him，'O my father，if thou name marriage to me again，I will go into my chamber and take a sword and fixing its hilt in the ground，set its point to my breast；then will I lean upon it，till it come forth from my back，and so kill myself.' When the King heard this，the light became darkness in his sight and his heart was torn with anxiety and perplexity concerning her affair；
for he feared lest she should kill herself and knew not how to deal with the kings who sought her hand.So he said to her，'If thou be irrevocably determined not to marry，abstain from going in and out.' Then he shut her up in her chamber，appointing ten old body-women to guard her，and made as though he were wroth with her，forbidding her to go forth to the seven palaces；
moreover，he sent letters to all the kings，giving them to know that she had been stricken with madness.It is now a year （continued Dehnesh） since she has been thus cloistered，and every night I go to her，whilst she is asleep，and take my fill of gazing on her face and kiss her between the eyes： yet，of my love to her，I do her no hurt neither swive her，for that her youth is fair and her loveliness surpassing；every one who sees is jealous for her of himself.I conjure thee，therefore，O my lady，to go back with me and look on her beauty and symmetry；and after，if thou wilt，chastise me or enslave me： for it is thine to command and to forbid.'So saying，he bowed his head towards the earth and drooped his wings；but Maimouneh laughed at his words and spitting in his face，answered，What is this girl of whom thou pratest but a potsherd to cleanse the privities withal？Faugh！
Faugh！By Allah，O accursed one，I thought thou hadst some rare story to tell me or some marvel to make known to me！How would it be if thou sawest my beloved？Verily this night I have seen a young man whom if thou sawest though but in sleep，thou wouldst be palsied with admiration and thy mouth would water.'And who and what is this youth？asked the Afrit.'Know，O Dehnesh，
answered she，that there hath befallen him the like of what befell thy mistress；for his father pressed him again and again to marry，but he refused，till at length his father waxed wroth and imprisoned him in the tower where I dwell： and I came up to-night and saw him.'O my lady，'said Dehnesh，show me the youth，that I may see if he be indeed handsomer than my mistress，the Princess Budour，or not；for I cannot believe that there lives her equal.'Thou liest，O accursed one！'rejoined Maimouneh.'O most ill-omened of Marids and vilest ofSatans！
Sure am I that there is not in this world the like of my beloved.
Art thou mad to even thy beloved with mine？I conjure thee by Allah，O my lady，'said Dehnesh，to go back with me and see my mistress，and after I will return with thee and look upon thy beloved.'It must needs be so，O accursed one！'answered she.
