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The Story Of Almansor
by
“Now?” cried the boy, in a fright. “Not for any consideration now; the doctor would whip me for being gone so long. I must hurry back!”
“What have you in your basket?” asked the soldier, as he detained him. Almansor blushed, and at first was not inclined to show the contents of his basket; but finally he said: “See, Little Corporal, I must do such services as would be given to my father’s meanest slave. The doctor is a miserly man, and sends me every day an hour’s distance from our house to the vegetable and fish-market. There I must make my purchases among the dirty market-women, because things may be had of them for a few coppers less than in our quarter of the city. Look! on account of this miserable herring, and this handful of lettuce, and this piece of butter, I am forced to take a two hours’ walk every day. Oh, if my father only knew of it!”
The man whom Almansor addressed was much moved by the boy’s distress, and answered: “Only come with me, and don’t be afraid. The doctor shall not harm you, even if he has to go without his herring and salad to-day. Cheer up, and come along.” So saying, he took Almansor by the hand and led him away with him; and although the boy’s heart beat fast when he thought of the doctor, yet there was so much assurance in the man’s words and manner, that he resolved to go with him. He therefore walked along by the side of the man, with his basket on his arm, through many streets; and it struck him as very wonderful that all the people took off their hats as they passed along and paused to look after them. He expressed his surprise at this to his companion, but he only laughed and made no reply.
Finally they came to a magnificent palace. “Do you live here. Little Corporal?” asked Almansor.
“This is my house, and I will take you in to see my wife,” replied the soldier.
“Hey! how finely you live! The sultan must have given you the right to live here free.”
“You are right; I have this house from the emperor,” answered his companion, and led him into the palace. They ascended a broad stair-case, and on coming into a splendid salon, the man told the boy to set down his basket, and he then led him into an elegant room where a lady was sitting on a divan. The man talked with her in a strange language, whereupon they both began to laugh, and the lady then questioned the boy in the Frankish language about Egypt. Finally the Little Corporal said to the boy: “Do you know what would be the best thing to do? I will lead you myself to the emperor, and speak to him for you!”
Almansor shrank back at this proposal, but he thought of his misery and his home. “To the unfortunate,” said he, addressing them both, “to the unfortunate, Allah gives fresh courage in the hour of need. He will not desert a poor boy like me. I will do it; I will go to the emperor. But tell me. Little Corporal, must I prostrate myself before him? must I touch the ground with my forehead? What shall I do?”
They both laughed again at this, and assured him that all this was unnecessary.
“Does he look terrible and majestic?” inquired he further. “Tell me, how does he look?”
His companion laughed once more, and said: “I would rather not describe him to you, Almansor. You shall see for yourself what manner of man he is. But I will tell you how you may know him. All who are in the salon will, when the emperor is there, respectfully remove their hats. He who retains his hat on his head is the emperor.”
So saying, he took the boy by the hand and went with him towards the salon. The nearer they came, the faster beat the boy’s heart, and his knees began to tremble. A servant flung open the door, and revealed some thirty men standing in a half-circle, all splendidly dressed and covered with gold and stars (as is the custom in the land of the Franks for the chief ministers of the king). And Almansor thought that his plainly-dressed companion must be the least among these. They had all uncovered their heads, and Almansor now looked around to see who retained his hat; for that one would be the king. But his search was in vain; all held their hats in their hands, and the emperor could not be among them. Then, quite by chance, his eye fell upon his companion, and behold—-he still had his hat on his head!