The Arabian Nights eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 396 pages of information about The Arabian Nights.

The Arabian Nights eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 396 pages of information about The Arabian Nights.

Now the doctor was so delighted at the news of a patient (for he was young, and had not many of them), that he was transported with joy.

“Get a light,” he called to the servant, “and follow me as fast as you can!” and rushing out of his room he ran towards the staircase.  There he nearly fell over the body of the hunchback, and without knowing what it was gave it such a kick that it rolled right to the bottom, and very nearly dragged the doctor after it.  “A light! a light!” he cried again, and when it was brought and he saw what he had done he was almost beside himself with terror.

“Holy Moses!” he exclaimed, “why did I not wait for the light?  I have killed the sick man whom they brought me; and if the sacred Ass of Esdras does not come to my aid I am lost!  It will not be long before I am led to jail as a murderer.”

Agitated though he was, and with reason, the doctor did not forget to shut the house door, lest some passers-by might chance to see what had happened.  He then took up the corpse and carried it into his wife’s room, nearly driving her crazy with fright.

“It is all over with us!” she wailed, “if we cannot find some means of getting the body out of the house.  Once let the sun rise and we can hide it no longer!  How were you driven to commit such a terrible crime?”

“Never mind that,” returned the doctor, “the thing is to find a way out of it.”

For a long while the doctor and his wife continued to turn over in their minds a way of escape, but could not find any that seemed good enough.  At last the doctor gave it up altogether and resigned himself to bear the penalty of his misfortune.

But his wife, who had twice his brains, suddenly exclaimed, “I have thought of something!  Let us carry the body on the roof of the house and lower it down the chimney of our neighbour the Mussulman.”  Now this Mussulman was employed by the Sultan, and furnished his table with oil and butter.  Part of his house was occupied by a great storeroom, where rats and mice held high revel.

The doctor jumped at his wife’s plan, and they took up the hunchback, and passing cords under his armpits they let him down into the purveyor’s bed-room so gently that he really seemed to be leaning against the wall.  When they felt he was touching the ground they drew up the cords and left him.

Scarcely had they got back to their own house when the purveyor entered his room.  He had spent the evening at a wedding feast, and had a lantern in his hand.  In the dim light it cast he was astonished to see a man standing in his chimney, but being naturally courageous he seized a stick and made straight for the supposed thief.  “Ah!” he cried, “so it is you, and not the rats and mice, who steal my butter.  I’ll take care that you don’t want to come back!”

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