prayed for mercy and said to him, “O our lord, the Commander of the Faithful, what be our crime?” he said to the artizans, “The hall such-and-such in the Darb-al-Zaji,[FN#133] do ye wot it well?” They replied, “Yes,” and he resumed, “I desire that ye fare thither forthright and ye repair the walls with marble-slabs and should mid-afternoon come on and ye leave unfinished a place as big as a man’s palm, I will hack off your hands and place them in lieu thereof.”  “O Prince of True Believers,” asked they, “how shall we do seeing that we have no marble?"[FN#134] He answered, “Take it from the government stores[FN#135] and collect each and every stone-cutter in Baghdad.  But do you all bear in mind that, if the household enquire who sent you, ye must reply, ‘Thy son-in-law;’ and should they demand, ‘What is his craft,’ say, ‘We ken not;’ and when they require to know his name declare it to be Al-Bundukani.  And whoso of you shall speak aught beyond this him will I crucify.”  So the master-mason went forth and gathered together the stone-cutters and took marble and ashlar from the stores and set the material on the backs of beasts with all other needs and he repaired to the hall,[FN#136] and entered with his company.  Hereat the old woman asked “What is’t ye want?” “We would slab the floors and walls of this dwelling with marble!” “And who was it sent you?” “Thy son-in-law!” “And what may be his business?” “We know not.”  “Then what is his name?” “A1- Bundukani,” they replied.  So she said to herself, “He is naught but a Robber and Captain of thieves.”  Then the masons divided and marked out the ground, and each found that each and every had to pave and slab a surface of a cubit or less.  Such was their case; but as concerneth the Caliph, he turned him to the chief Carpenter, and looking at him keenly said, “Go thou likewise and assemble all thy fellows in the capital:  then do thou repair to the dwelling of Such-an-one and make the doors and so forth, in fact everything needed of carpentry and joinery, taking thee all the requisites from the public warehouses; nor let the afternoon come on ere thou shalt have finished, and if all be not done I will strike thy neck.”  He also charged them even as he had charged the marble-cutters never to divulge his dignity or even his name other than Al-Bundukani.  So the chief Carpenter went and, gathering his craftsmen, took planks and nails and all his needs, after which they repaired to the lodging and entered, and setting up their scaffoldings[FN#137] fell to work while the head man marked off a task for each hand.  But the crone was consterned and cried to the men, “And why?  Who hath sent you?” “Thy son-in-law!” “And what may be his trade?” “We know not.”  “Then what may be his name?” “Al-Bundukani.”  So they pushed on their work, each urging his fellow, whilst the old woman well-nigh waxed Jinn-mad,[FN#138] and said to herself, “This my son-in-law, the Robber, is naught save a viceroy of the Jann; and all this