‘Very unhappy.’
‘If I were only a man!’
‘What a hero you would be!’
‘I should like to live in endless confusion.’
‘I have not the least doubt of it.’
‘Have you got me the books?’ eagerly inquired the Princess.
‘My slave bears them,’ replied Honain.
‘Let me see them directly.’
Honain took the bag from Alroy, and unfolded its contents; the very volumes of Greek romances which Ali, the merchant, had obtained for him.
‘I am tired of poetry,’ said the Princess, glancing over the costly volumes, and tossing them away; ‘I long to see the world.’