56 DSCIIEMIL AND DSCHEMILA
you make all this fuss? Every man knows his own business "best.'
' Why, it is you who are making all the fuss yourself -----'
But Dschemil turned and went into the house, for he did not want to quarrel.
Three months later a Jew, who was travelling across the desert, came to the castle, and laid himself down under the wall to rest.
In the evening the ogre saw him there and said to him, Mew, what are you doing here?' Have you anything to sell?'
' I have only some clothes,' answered the Jew, who was in mortal terror of the ogre.
' Oh, don't be afraid of me,' said the ogre, laughing. ' I shall not eat you. Indeed, I mean to go a bit of the way with you myself.'
' I am ready, gracious sir,' replied the Jew, rising to his feet.
' Well, go straight on till you reach a town, and in that town you will find a maiden called Dschemila and a young man called Dschemil. Take this mirror and this comb with you, and say to Dschemila, " Your father, the ogre, greets you, and begs you to look at your face in this mirror, and it will appear as it was before, and to comb your hair with this comb, and it will be as formerly." If you do not carry out nry orders, I will eat you the next time we meet.'
' Oh, I will obey you punctually,' cried the Jew.
After thirty days the Jew entered the gate of the town, and sat down in the first street he came to, hungry, thirsty, and very tired.
Quite by chance, Dschemil happened to pass by, and seeing a man sitting there, full in the glare of the sun, lie stopped, and said, ' Get up at once, Jew; you will have a sunstroke if you sit in such a place.'