Fairy Tales from the Arabian Nights | Page 2

dressed, was alone
in her chamber, sitting upon a sofa, and leaning against one of the
windows that faced the sea, when the king, being informed that he
might visit her, came in. The slave hearing somebody walk in the room,
immediately turned her head to see who it was. She knew him to be the
king; but without showing the least surprise, or so much as rising from
her seat to salute or receive him, she turned back to the window again
as if he had been the most insignificant person in the world.
The King of Persia was extremely surprised to see a slave of so
beauteous a form so very ignorant of the world. He attributed this to the
narrowness of her education, and the little care that had been taken to
instruct her in the first rules of civility. He went to her at the window,
where, notwithstanding the coldness and indifference with which she
had just now received him, she suffered herself to be admired, kissed
and embraced as much as he pleased, but answered him not a word.
'My dearest life,' said the king, 'you neither answer, nor by any visible
token give me the least reason to believe that you are listening to me.
Why will you still keep to this obstinate silence, which chills me? Do
you mourn for your country, your friends, or your relations? Alas! is
not the King of Persia, who loves and adores you, capable of
comforting, and making you amends for the loss of everything in the
world?'
But the fair slave continued her astonishing reserve; and keeping her
eyes still fixed upon the ground, would neither look at him nor utter a

word; but after they had dined together in absolute silence, the king
went to the women whom he had assigned to the fair slave as her
attendants, and asked them if they had ever heard her speak.
One of them presently made answer, 'Sire, we have neither seen her
open her lips, nor heard her speak any more than your majesty has just
now; we have rendered her our services; we have combed and dressed
her hair, put on her clothes, and waited upon her in her chamber; but
she has never opened her lips, so much as to say, That is well, or, I like
this. We have often asked, Madam, do you want anything? Is there
anything you wish for? Do but ask and command us: but we have never
been able to draw a word from her. We cannot tell whether her silence
proceeds from pride, sorrow, stupidity, or dumbness; and this is all we
can inform your majesty.'
The King of Persia was more astonished at hearing this than he was
before: however, believing the slave might have some reason for
sorrow, he endeavoured to divert and amuse her, but all in vain. For a
whole year she never afforded him the pleasure of a single word.
At length, one day there were great rejoicings in the capital, because to
the king and his silent slave-queen there was born a son and heir to the
kingdom. Once more the king endeavoured to get a word from his wife.
'My queen,' he said, 'I cannot divine what your thoughts are; but, for
my own part, nothing would be wanting to complete my happiness and
crown my joy but that you should speak to me one single word, for
something within me tells me you are not dumb: and I beseech, I
conjure you, to break through this long silence, and speak but one word
to me; and after that I care not how soon I die.'
At this discourse the fair slave, who, according to her usual custom,
had hearkened to the king with downcast eyes, and had given him cause
to believe not only that she was dumb, but that she had never laughed
in her life, began to smile a little. The King of Persia perceived it with a
surprise that made him break forth into an exclamation of joy; and no
longer doubting but that she was going to speak, he waited for that
happy moment with an eagerness and attention that cannot easily be
expressed.

At last the fair slave, breaking her long-kept silence, thus addressed
herself to the king: 'Sire,' said she, 'I have so many things to say to your
majesty, that, having once broken silence, I know not where to begin.
However, in the first place, I think myself in duty bound to thank you
for all the favours and honours you have been pleased to confer upon
me, and to implore Heaven to bless and prosper you, to prevent the
wicked designs of your enemies, and not to suffer you to die after
hearing me