At that instant the grand vizier perceiving that the populace had forced the guard of horse, crowded the great square before the palace, and were scaling the walls in several places, and beginning to pull them down to force their way in; he said to the sultan, before he gave the signal, “I beg of your majesty to consider what you are going to do, since you will hazard your palace being destroyed; and who knows what fatal consequence may follow?” “My palace forced!” replied the sultan; “who can have that audacity?” “Sir,” answered the grand vizier, “if your majesty will but cast your eyes towards the great square, and on the palace walls, you will perceive the truth of what I say.”

The sultan was so much alarmed when he saw so great a crowd, and how enraged they were, that he ordered the executioner to put his sabre ;immediately into the scabbard, to unbind Alla ad Deen, and at the same time commanded the porters to declare to the people that the sultan had pardoned him, and that they might retire.

Those who had already got upon the walls, and were witnesses of what had passed, abandoned their design and got quickly down, overjoyed that they had saved the life of a man they dearly loved, and published the news amongst the rest, which was presently confirmed by the mace-bearers from the top of the terraces.  The justice which the sultan had done to Alla ad Deen soon disarmed the populace of their rage; the tumult abated, and the mob dispersed.

When Alla ad Deen found himself at liberty, he turned towards the balcony, and perceiving the sultan, raised his voice, and said to him in a moving manner, “I beg of your majesty to add one favour more to that which I have already received, which is, to let me know my crime?” “Your crime,” answered the sultan; “perfidious wretch!  Do you not know it?  Come hither, and I will shew it you.”

Alla ad Deen went up, when the sultan, going before him without looking at him, said, “Follow me;” and then led him into his closet.  When he came to the door, he said, “Go in; you ought to know whereabouts your palace stood:  look round and tell me what is become of it?”

Alla ad Deen looked, but saw nothing.  He perceived the spot upon which his palace had stood; but not being able to divine how it had disappeared, was thrown into such great confusion and amazement, that he could not return one word of answer.

The sultan growing impatient, demanded of him again, “Where is your palace, and what is become of my daughter?” Alla ad Deen, breaking silence, replied, “Sir, I perceive and own that the palace which I have built is not in its place, but is vanished; neither can I tell your majesty where it may be, but can assure you I had no concern in its removal.”

“I am not so much concerned about your palace,” replied the sultan, “I value my daughter ten thousand times more, and would have you find her out, otherwise I will cause your head to be struck off, and no consideration shall divert me from my purpose.”