ad a daughter named Fortune,
peerless in beauty, dearer to him than life. And she was given in
marriage to a merchant's son from Copper City, whose name was Ocean. He
was her equal in wealth, beauty, and family; a delight to the eyes of
men.

One day when her husband was away from home, she saw from the window a
handsome young man. And the moment she saw him, the fickle girl went
mad with love, and secretly sent a messenger to invite him in, and made
love to him in secret. Thus her heart was fixed on him alone, and she
was happy with him.

But at last her husband came home and delighted the hearts of his
parents-in-law. And when the day had been spent in feasting, Fortune
was adorned by her mother, and sent to her husband's room. But she was
cold toward him and pretended to sleep. And her husband went to sleep,
too, for he was weary with his journey, and had been drinking wine.

When everyone in the house had gone to sleep after their dinner, a
thief made a hole in the wall and came into that very room. And just
then the merchant's daughter got up without seeing him, and went out
secretly to a meeting with her lover. And the thief was disappointed,
and thought: "She has gone out into the night wearing the very jewels
that I came to steal. I must see where she goes." So the thief went out
and followed her.

But she met a woman friend who had flowers in her hand, and went to a
park not very far away. And there she saw the man whom she came to meet
hanging on a tree. For the policeman had thought he was a thief, had
put a rope around his neck and hanged him.

And at the sight she went distracted, and lamented pitifully: "Oh, oh!
I am undone," and fell on the ground and wept. Then she took her lover
down from the tree and made him sit up, though he was dead, and adorned
him with perfumes and jewels and flowers.

But when in her love-madness she lifted his face and kissed him, a
goblin who had come to live in her dead lover, bit off her nose. And
she was startled and ran in pain from the spot. But then she came back
to see if perhaps he was alive after all. But the goblin had gone, and
she saw that he was motionless and dead. So she slowly went back home,
frightened and disgraced and weeping.

And the concealed thief saw it all and thought: "What has the wicked
woman done? Alas! Can women be so dreadful as this? What might she not
do next?" So out of curiosity the thief still followed her from afar.

And the wretch