Then said Zumurrud to Bersoum'Out on theeO blue eyes！ What is thy name and why comest thou hither？'But the accursed fellow miscalled himselfhaving a white turbanand answered'O Kingmy name is Ali；I am a weaver and came hither to trade.'Bring me a table of sand and a pen of brass，'quoth Zumurrud，and they brought her what she sought. She levelled the sand and taking the pendrew a geomantic figurein the likeness of an ape；thenraising her headshe considered Bersoum straitly and said to him'O doghow darest thou lie to kings？ Art thou not a NazareneBersoum by nameand comest thou not hither in quest of somewhat？ Speak the truthorby the splendour of the DeityI will strike off thy head？'At thisBersoum was confounded and the Amirs and bystanders said'Verilythe King understands geomancy： blessed be He who hath gifted him！'Then Zumurrud cried out upon Bersoum and said'Tell me the truthor I will make an end of thee！'PardonO King of the age，'replied Bersoum；'the table hath told thee aright；thy slave is indeed a Nazarene.'
Whereupon all present wondered at the King's skill in geomancy，saying'Verilythe King is a divinerwhose like there is not in the world.'
Then Zumurrud bade flay the Christian and stuff his skin with straw and hang it over the gate of the tilting-ground. Moreover，she commanded to dig a pit without the city and burn his flesh and bones therein and throw over his ashes offal and rubbish. 'We hear and obey，'answered they and did with him as she bade. When the people saw what had befallen the Christianthey said'He hath his deserts；but what an unlucky mouthful was that for him！'
And another said'Be my wife triply divorced if ever I eat of sweet rice as long as I live！'Praised be God，'quoth the hashish-eater'who saved me from this fellow's fate by hindering me from eating of the rice！'Then they all went outminded thenceforth to leave sitting in the Christian's placeover against the dish of sweet rice.