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said; “I give it to thee as I gave it to thy father. I have shown thee how to enter, and thou mayst go in whenever it pleases thee to do so.”
    They ascended the steps, and so reached the garden above. Then Zadok struck his heel upon the ground, and the earth closed as it had opened. He led the young man from the spot until they had come to a wide avenue that led to the palacebeyond. “Here I leave thee,” said the Demon, “but if ever thou hast need of me, call and I will come.”
    Thereupon he vanished like a flash, leaving the young man standing like one in a dream.
    He saw before him a garden of such splendor and magnificence as he had never dreamed of even in his wildest fancy. There were seven fountains as clear as crystal that shot high into the air and fell back into basins of alabaster. There was a broad avenue as white as snow, and thousands of lights lit up everything as light as day. Upon either side of the avenue stood a row of slaves, clad in garments of white silk, and with jeweled turbans upon their heads. Each held a flaming torch of sandal-wood. Behind the slaves stood a double row of armed men, and behind them a great crowd of other servants and attendants, dressed each as magnificently as a prince, blazing and flaming with innumerable jewels and ornaments of gold.
    But of all these things the young man thought nothing and saw nothing; for at the end of the marble avenue there arose a palace, the like of which was not in the four quarters of the earth—a palace of marble and gold and carmine and ultramarine—rising into the purple starry sky, and shining in the moonlight like a vision of Paradise. The palace was illuminated from top to bottom and from end to end; the windows shone like crystal, and from it came sounds of music and rejoicing.
    When the crowd that stood waiting saw the young man appear, they shouted: “Welcome! Welcome! To the master who has come again! To Aben Hassen the Fool!”
    The young man walked up the avenue of marble to the palace, surrounded by the armed attendants in their dresses of jewels and gold, and preceded by dancing-girls as beautiful as houris, who danced and sung before him. He was dizzy with joy. “All—all this,” he exulted, “belongs to me. And to think that if I had listened to the Talisman of Solomon I would have had none of it.”
    That was the way he came back to the treasure of the ancient kings of Egypt, and to the palace of enchantment that his father had quitted.
    For seven months he lived a life of joy and delight, surrounded by crowds of courtiers as though he were a king, and going from pleasure to pleasure without end. Nor had he any fear of an end coming to it, for he knew that his treasure was inexhaustible. He made friends with the princes and nobles of the land. From far and wide people came to visit him, and the renown of his magnificence filled all the world. When men would praise any one they would say, “He is as rich,” or as “magnificent,” or as “generous, as Aben Hassen the Fool.”
    So for seven months he lived a life of joy and delight; then one morning he awakened and found everything changed togrief and mourning. Where the day before had been laughter, today was crying. Where the day before had been mirth, today was lamentation. All the city was shrouded in gloom, and everywhere was weeping and crying.
    Seven servants stood on guard near Aben Hassen the Fool as he lay upon his couch. “What means all this sorrow?” said he to one of the servants.
    Instantly all the servants began howling and beating their heads, and he to whom the young man had spoken fell down with his face in the dust, and lay there twisting and writhing like a worm.
    “He has asked the question!” howled the servants—“he has asked the question!”
    “Are you mad?” cried the young man. “What is the matter with you?”
    At the doorway of the room stood a beautiful female servant, bearing in her hands a jeweled basin of gold, filled with