magic garden. Following round the
wall he reached a lower part; he remembered the Divine Names and flung
himself over, saying, 'Whatever happens is by the will of God.' When
he looked about he found that he was in the very same place he had
jumped from; there was the palace, there the garden and the deer!
Eight times he leaped over the wall and eight times found himself
where he had started from; but after the ninth leap there was a
change, there was a palace and there was a garden, but the deer were
gone.

Presently a girl of such moon-like beauty opened a window that the
prince lost to her a hundred hearts. She was delighted with the
beautiful deer, and cried to her nurse: 'Catch it! if you will I will
give you this necklace, every pearl of which is worth a kingdom.' The
nurse coveted the pearls, but as she was three hundred years old she
did not know how she could catch a deer. However, she went down into
the garden and held out some grass, but when she went near the
creature ran away. The girl watched with great excitement from the
palace window, and called: 'O nurse, if you don't catch it, I will
kill you!' 'I am killing myself,' shouted back the old woman. The girl
saw that nurse tottering along and went down to help, marching with
the gait of a prancing peacock. When she saw the gilded horns and the
kerchief she said: 'It must be accustomed to the hand, and be some
royal pet!' The prince had it in mind that this might be another
magician who could give him some other shape, but still it seemed best
to allow himself to be caught. So he played about the girl and let her
catch him by the neck. A leash was brought, fruits were given, and it
was caressed with delight. It was taken to the palace and tied at the
foot of the Lady Jamila's raised seat, but she ordered a longer cord
to be brought so that it might be able to jump up beside her.

When the nurse went to fix the cord she saw tears falling from its
eyes, and that it was dejected and sorrowful. 'O Lady Jamila! this is
a wonderful deer, it is crying; I never saw a deer cry before.' Jamila
darted down like a flash of lightning, and saw that it was so. It
rubbed its head on her feet and then shook it so sadly that the girl
cried for sympathy. She patted it and said: 'Why are you sad, my
heart? Why do you cry, my soul? Is it because I have caught you? I
love you better than my own life.' But, spite of her comforting, it
cried the more. Then Jamila said: 'Unless I