the silly and the roguish. Your grandfather had learned it. Make as him, one evening, when the night falls, leave the palace, mingle yourselves to the crowd, enter at people, listen, observe, and remember of it. Tonight, Jaffar. Tonight, my king. Your people, my king. I am near to him. Observe and remember. He/it is said, by Allah's grace, that he/it was a king among the kings, master of the weapons, of the armies and vessels, a main oppressor of the time and the people. The earth was a punishment for his/her/its topics. What does he/it say? I don't know. Does he/it speak of the king? Don't ask any questions. The spies swarm. It is necessary to be prudent in Baghdad. I am a stranger, you can tell myself of what he/it speaks. He/it speaks of hope, of a prophecy about a liberator. Only the silly believe there. A liberator... Not so much as Ahmad will be a king. They complained in secret and were punished on the place of the market. But a sage among the sages announced them this prophecy: "With time, a liberator will come. "ll will be the humblest "of the humble and will appear on the clouds." "We will observe them! " tells people, "But if the Almighty is not able to anything, "what will he/it be able to there, him"? The visionary answered: "Have confidence in Allah, "because in the sky you will see a boy "of the humblest, overlapping a cloud. "Cloud as strong that a rock under snow "from where he/it will shoot the arrow "justiciиre who will hit the tyrant." The tyrant's name? Ahmad! I dream of a miracle. That he/it dies today. Stop it. Throw it in jail. If he/it tells himself/itself king, call it madman. Kill anyone comes to his/her/its help. I understood then that he/it was bad. He/it had deceived me to trap me better. One threw me in jail... and there, my life began indeed because I knew there the one that became my only friend, Abu, the small thief of Baghdad. One doesn't throw that the small in jail. No, not the jail! Advance, thief! First cut him the hands, then the legs and finally the head. I don't want to die! Tomorrow morning. As for the mad, our sultan is generous, only the head. To the sunrise. You became madman. Me? Would I be mad? It is you the mad. Are you indeed? It is that, I am mad. I must be he. The maddest of the mad of the palace. You are mad, really mad. What imports? Tomorrow, unless the sun don't rise, one will die. The thief and the mad... I don't want to die. You are not mad and we will survive maybe at dawn. We will have died at dawn! To the dawn, we will take a boat and we will go toward the sea. I never saw the sea but I heard of the sailors to speak of it. There are fish big as the temple and of others, small as my finger, with wings. There are some boats as big as Baghdad, to the veils big as clouds and that spin as quickly as of the antelopes until the islands of the Indies and of China. The Indies and China... Whereas we are in jail. The ax will fall at dawn. And you pretend not to be mad! Watch! It is the key of the jail. Give it to me! One is not able to to leave now. - Why? - Wait. They are going to eat and after them will fall asleep. Then one will leave. Quickly, take this paddle! Pass me the rope! Do you want us to make kill? You believe what they would have mercy? If the king knew, would not he/it have mercy? The king was a silly. I hope that he/it suffers to death. Do you hate it so much? Everybody hated it. So only I could hold it there, I would tell to him my way of thinking. Tell it to me, I am king Ahmad. Speak! King Ahmad died yesterday. Jaffar is the new king. Watch! Jaffar would never have sent the whole care for me all alone. Mercy, master. I am your slave. Punish me slightly and I will pay for double tax. How are you called? Abu the thief, son of Abu the thief, grandson of Abu the thief. Last of ten
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