Till one day he looked out of the window and saw below in the street a poor man selling mats, and when he beheld him he recognised him as his brother.
So he sent out soldiers to bring him into the palace.
When the younger brother saw the soldiers, and was told that the chief of the town had sent for him, he feared exceedingly.
He was brought into the palace, and his brother was very joyful to see him again, and he honoured him greatly, and made him as his Wazir.
So after that they lived together, and they ordered the affairs of that town, and grew very prosperous.
Now when the chief of that town had grown very rich he looked upon a certain woman and beheld her very beautiful, and desired much to take her for his wife.
Outside the town there was a creek, and over this creek ran a bridge, but at low tide there was no water under the bridge.
The woman said to him, "Not till you pile up wealth from the ground below the bridge up to its top, and give it all to me as my marriage portion, will I marry you."
So the chief collected all his wealth and piled it up from beneath the bridge, and, when he had exhausted all his property, it just reached level with the top of the bridge.
So that woman said to him, "Give me a respite of four hours and then will I marry you."