“The king, seeing this mysterious event, retired into his palace; and they put the young prince again into the cage, and carried him to the garden; I likewise came out from where I was.  On the road, a man called me and conducted me to the princess; seeing me severely wounded, she sent for a surgeon, and enjoined him very strictly, ’cure this young man quickly, and perform the ablution of recovery.  Your welfare depends on it; as much care and attention as you bestow on him, so many presents and favours you will receive from me.’  In short, the surgeon used his skill and assiduity according to the princess’s injunctions, and at the end of forty days, having caused me to be bathed and washed, he presented me to the princess.  She asked me, ‘Is there now anything else left to be done.’  I replied, that through her humanity I was quite recovered.  The princess then gave me a rich khil’at and a large sum of money, as she had promised; yea, she even gave me as much more, and then dismissed me.

“I took all my friends and servants with me, and set out from that country [to return home].  When I reached this spot, I desired all of them to return to their native country, and I erected on this hill this building, and got a statue made of the princess.  I took up my residence here, and having rewarded my servants and slaves according to their respective merits, I dismissed them, saying, whilst I live, I leave it to you to provide me with food; beyond this act, you are your own masters.  They supply me with subsistence from gratitude, and I, with heart at ease, worship this statue; whilst I live, this will be my sole [care and] employment; these are my adventures which you have just heard.”  O, Darweshes! on hearing his story, I, having thrown the kafni over my shoulders, and having put on the habit of a pilgrim, set out with extreme desire to see the country of the Franks.  After long wandering over mountains and through woods, I began to resemble Majnun Farhad.

At last, my strong desire carried me to the same [European] city [where the old statue-worshipper had been]; I wandered through its streets and lanes like a lunatic, and I often remained near the seraglio of the princess; but I could get no opportunity to have an introduction to her.  I was greatly vexed that I should not obtain the object for which I had undergone such misery and toil, and come so far.  On day, I was standing in the bazar when all at once the people began to run away, and the shopkeepers having shut up their shops, also fled.  What crowds there were [a moment before], and how desert the place became [all of a sudden]!  I soon perceived a young man rushing forward from a side street; he was like Rustam in appearance, and roared like a lion; he flourished a naked sword in each hand; he was in armour, with a pair of pistols in his girdle, and kept muttering something to himself like an inebriated maniac; two slaves followed him, clothed in woollen, and bearing on their heads a bier covered with velvet of Kashan.