ultan, and that is what makes it so different from other gazelles.' And
in the eyes of the sultan the gazelle became a person of consequence.

Meanwhile the gazelle ran on till it came to the place where its master
was seated, and his heart laughed when he saw the gazelle.

And the gazelle said to him, 'Get up, my master, and bathe in the
stream!' and when the man had bathed it said again, 'Now rub yourself
well with earth, and rub your teeth well with sand to make them bright
and shining.' And when this was done it said, 'The sun has gone down
behind the hills; it is time for us to go': so it went and brought the
clothes from the back of the horse, and the man put them on and was well
pleased.

'Master!' said the gazelle when the man was ready, 'be sure that where
we are going you keep silence, except for giving greetings and asking
for news. Leave all the talking to me. I have provided you with a wife,
and have made her presents of clothes and turbans and rare and precious
things, so it is needless for you to speak.'

'Very good, I will be silent,' replied the man as he mounted the horse.
'You have given all this; it is you who are the master, and I who am the
slave, and I will obey you in all things.'

'So they went their way, and they went and went till the gazelle saw in
the distance the palace of the sultan. Then it said, 'Master, that is
the house we are going to, and you are not a poor man any longer: even
your name is new.'

'What IS my name, eh, my father?' asked the man.

'Sultan Darai,' said the gazelle.

Very soon some soldiers came to meet them, while others ran off to tell
the sultan of their approach. And the sultan set off at once, and the
viziers and the emirs, and the judges, and the rich men of the city, all
followed him.

Directly the gazelle saw them coming, it said to its master: 'Your
father-in-law is coming to meet you; that is he in the middle, wearing a
mantle of sky-blue. Get off your horse and go to greet him.'

And Sultan Darai leapt from his horse, and so did the other sultan, and
they gave their hands to one another and kissed each other, and went
together into the palace.

The next morning the gazelle went to the rooms of the sultan, and said
to him: 'My lord, we want you to marry us our wife, for the soul of
Sultan Darai is eager.'

'The wife is ready, so call the priest,' answered he, and when the
ceremony was over a cannon was fired and music was played, and within
the