No sooner were these words out of the caliph’s mouth, than he heard a voice under Abou Hassan’s piece of brocade say, “Commander of the faithful, I died first, give me the thousand pieces of gold.”  At the same instant Abou Hassan threw off the piece of brocade, and springing up, prostrated himself at his feet, while his wife did the same to Zobeide, keeping on her piece of brocade out of decency.  The princess at first shrieked out, but recovering herself, expressed great joy to see her dear slave rise again, just when she was almost inconsolable at having seen her dead.  “Ah! wicked Nouzhatoul-aouadat,” cried she, “what have I suffered for your sake?  However, I forgive you from my heart, since you are not dead.”

The caliph was not so much surprised, when he heard Abou Hassan’s voice:  but thought he should have died with laughing at this unravelling of the mystery, and to hear Abou Hassan ask so seriously for the thousand pieces of gold.  “What, Abou Hassan,” said he, continuing to laugh aloud, “hast thou conspired against my life, to kill me a second time with laughing?  How came this thought into your head, to surprise Zobeide and me thus, when we least thought of such a trick?”

“Commander of the faithful,” replied Abou Hassan, “I will declare to your majesty the whole truth, without the least reserve.  Your majesty knows that I always loved to eat and drink well’ and the wife you gave me rather increased than restrained this propensity.  With these dispositions your majesty may easily suppose we might spend a good estate; and to make short of my story, we were not sparing of what your majesty so generously gave us.  This morning, accounting with our caterer, who took care to provide every thing for us, and paying what we owed him, we found we had nothing left.  Then, reflections on what was past, and resolutions to manage better for the future, crowded into our thoughts; we formed a thousand projects, all of which we rejected.  At last, the shame of seeing ourselves reduced to so low a condition, and not daring to tell your majesty, made us contrive this stratagem to relieve our necessities, and to divert you, which we hope your majesty will be pleased to pardon.”

The caliph was satisfied with Abou Hassan’s sincerity, and Zobeide, who had till now been very serious, began to laugh at the thought of Abou Hassan’s scheme.  The caliph, who had not ceased laughing at the singularity of the adventure, rising, said to Abou Hassan and his wife, “Follow me; I will give you the thousand pieces of gold I promised, for joy to find you are not dead.”  Zobeide desired him to let her make her slave a present of the same sum, for the same reason.  By this means Abou Hassan and his wife Nouzhatoul-aouadat preserved the favour of the caliph Haroon al Rusheed and the princess Zobeide, and by their liberalities were enabled to pursue their pleasures.

               Thestory of Alla ad Deen; or, the
                        wonderful lamp.