Hitherto, in the three first halls, Abou Hassan had drunk nothing but water, according to the custom observed at Bagdad, from the highest to the lowest and at the caliph’s court, never to drink wine till the evening; all who transgress this rule being accounted debauchees, who dare not shew themselves in the day-time.  This custom is the more laudable, as it requires a clear head to apply to business in the course of the day; and as no wine is drunk till evening, no drunken people are seen in the streets in open day creating disturbance in the city.

As soon as Abou Hassan entered the fourth hall, he went to the table, sat down, and was a long time in a kind of ecstasy at the sight of the seven ladies who surrounded him, and were much more beautiful than any he had beheld in the other halls.  He was very desirous to know their names; but as the music played so loud, and particularly the tambour, that he could not hear them speak, he clapped his hands for the musicians to cease, when a profound silence ensued.  Taking by the hand the lady who stood on the right next to him, he made her sit down by him, and presenting her with a cake, asked her name.  “Commander of the faithful,” said the lady, “I am called Cluster of Pearls.”  “No name,” replied Abou Hassan, “could have more properly expressed your worth; and indeed your teeth exceed the finest pearls.  Cluster of Pearls,” added he, “since that is your name, oblige me with a glass of wine from your fair hand.”  The lady went to the sideboard and brought him a glass of wine, which she presented to him with a pleasant air.  Abou Hassan took the glass with a smile, and looking passionately at her, said, “Cluster of Pearls, I drink your health; I desire you to fill out as much for yourself, and pledge me.”  She ran to the sideboard, and returned with a glass in her hand; but before she drank, she sung a song, which charmed him as much by the sweetness of her voice as by its novelty.

After Abou Hassan had drunk, he made another lady sit down by him, and presenting her with what she chose in the basins, asked her name, which she told him was Morning Star.  “Your bright eyes,” said he, “shine with greater lustre than that star whose name you bear.  Do me the pleasure to bring me some wine,” which she did with the best grace in the world.  Then turning to the third lady, whose name was Day-light, he ordered her to do the same, and so on to the seventh, to the extreme satisfaction of the caliph.

When they had all filled him a glass round, Cluster of Pearls, whom he had just addressed, went to the sideboard, poured out a glass of wine, and putting in a pinch of the same powder the caliph had used the night before, presented it to Abou Hassan; “Commander of the faithful,” said she, “Il beg of your majesty to take this glass of wine, and before you drink it, do me the favour to hear a song I have composed to-day, and which I flatter myself will not displease you.  I never sung it before.”