AND THE FAIRY PARIBANOU 3G9
but little ? What arms can I make use of to reduce him to my will ? If there are any means, I beg you will tell them, and let me come off with honour this time.'
' Don't affright yourself, Prince,' replied the Fairy; ' you ran a risk in fetching the Water of the Fountain of Lions for your father, but there's no danger in finding out this man, who is my brother Schaibar, but is so far from being like me, though we both had the same father, that he is of so violent a nature that nothing can prevent his giving cruel marks of his resentment for a slight offence; yet, on the other hand, is so good as to oblige anjone in whatever they desire. He is made exactly as the Sultan your father has described him, and has no other arms than a bar of iron of five hundred pounds weight, without which he never stirs, and which makes him respected. I'll send for him, and you shall judge of the truth of what I tell you; but be sure to prepare yourself against being frightened at his extraordinary figure when you see him.' 'What! my Queen,' replied Prince Ahmed, ' do you say Schaibar is your brother ? Let him be never so ugly or deformed I shall be so far from being frightened at the sight of him that, as our brother, I shall honour and love him.'
The Fairy ordered a gold chafing-dish to be set with a fire in it under the porch of her palace, with a box of the same metal, which was a present to her, out of which taking a perfume, and throwing it into the fire, there arose a thick cloud of smoke.
Some moments after the Fairy said to Prince Ahmed:' See, there comes my brother.' The Prince immediately perceived Schaibar coming gravely with his heavy bar on his shoulder, his long beard, which he held up before him, and a pair of thick moustachios, which he tucked behind his ears and almost covered his face; his eyes were very small, and deep-set in his head, which was far from being of the smallest size, and on his head he wore a grenadier's cap : besides all this, he was very much hump-backed.
If Prince Ahmed had not known that Schaibar was Paribanou's brother, he would not have been able to have looked at him without fear, but, knowing first who he was, he stood by the Fairy without the least concern
Schaibar, as he came forwards, looked at the Prince earnestly enough to have chilled his blood in his veins, and asked Paribanou, when he first accosted her, who that man was. To winch she replied : ' He is my husband, brother. His name is Ahmed; he is son to the Sultan of the Indies. The reason why I did not invite