again? We shall find him; the happiness of
meeting with you makes me conceive fresh hopes. Perhaps this is
the last day of your sufferings, and the beginning of a greater
felicity than you enjoyed in Damascus, when Ganem was with you."

Fetnah would have proceeded, but the syndic of the jewellers coming in
interrupted her: "Madam," said he to her, "I come from seeing a very
moving object, it is a young man, whom a camel-driver had just carried
to an hospital: he was bound with cords on a camel, because he had not
strength enough to sit. They had already unbound him, and were
carrying him into the hospital, when I happened to pass by. I went up
to the young man, viewed him attentively, and fancied his countenance
was not altogether unknown to me. I asked him some questions
concerning his family and his country; but all the answers I could get
were sighs and tears. I took pity on him, and being so much used to
sick people, perceived that he had need to have particular care taken
of him. I would not permit him to be put into the hospital; for I am
too well acquainted with their way of managing the sick, and am
sensible of the incapacity of the physicians. I have caused him to be
brought to my own house, by my slaves; and they are now in a private
room where I placed him, putting on some of my own linen, and treating
him as they would do myself."

Fetnah's heart beat at these words of the jeweller, and she felt
a sudden emotion, for which she could not account: "Shew me,"
said she to the syndic, "into the sick man's room; I should be
glad to see him." The syndic conducted her, and whilst she was
going thither, Ganem's mother said to Jalib al Koolloob, "Alas!
daughter, wretched as that sick stranger is, your brother, if he
be living, is not perhaps in a more happy condition."

The caliph's favourite coming into the chamber of the sick
stranger, drew near the bed, in which the syndic's slaves had
already laid him. She saw a young man, whose eyes were closed,
his countenance pale, disfigured, and bathed in tears. She gazed
earnestly on him, her heart beat, and she fancied she beheld
Ganem; but yet she would not believe her eyes. Though she found
something of Ganem in the objets she beheld, yet in other
respects he appeared so different, that she durst not imagine it
was he that lay before her. Unable, however, to withstand the
earnest desire of being satisfied, "Ganem," said she, with a
trembling voice, "is it you I behol