Whilst this scene of innocence was exhibiting in the mountains, the
Caliph presented himself to the Emir in a new light; the instant he
recovered the use of his senses, with a voice that made Bababalouk quake,
he thundered out: "Perfidious Giaour! I renounce thee for ever! it is
thou who hast slain my beloved Nouronihar! and I supplicate the pardon of
Mahomet, who would have preserved her to me had I been more wise; let
water be brought to perform my ablutions, and let the pious Fakreddin be
called to offer up his prayers with mine, and reconcile me to him;
afterwards we will go together and visit the sepulchre of the unfortunate
Nouronihar; I am resolved to become a hermit, and consume the residue of
my days on this mountain, in hope of expiating my crimes."
Nouronihar was not altogether so content, for though she felt a fondness
for Gulchenrouz, who, to augment the attachment, had been left at full
liberty with her, yet she still regarded him as but a bauble, that bore
no competition with the carbuncle of Giamschid. At times she indulged
doubts on the mode of her being, and scarcely could believe that the dead
had all the wants and the whims of the living.
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