When it was the Eight Hundred and Seventy-eighth Night； She resumed，It hath reached me，O auspicious King，that Miriam the Girdle-girl said to the druggist's wife，'I am fearful lest some one have been playing a trick on my lord to make him sell me，and he have fallen into the snare and sold me.'Said the other，'O my lady Miriam，were they to give thy lord this hall full of gold as thy price，yet would he not sell thee，for what I know of his love to thee.
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