But the Khoja would not listen to her advice, and taking the bed-quilt, he threw it round his shoulders, and went out to see what was the matter.
Then the rascal who was making the disturbance, seeing a fine quilt floating from the Khoja's shoulders, came behind him and snatched it away, and ran off with it.
After a while the Khoja felt thoroughly chilled, and he went back to bed.
"Well, Effendi," said his wife: "what have you discovered?"
"We were more concerned in the noise than you thought," said the Khoja.
"What was it about, O Khoja?" asked his wife.
"It must have been about our quilt," he replied; "for when the man got that he went off quietly enough."
Tale 14.—The Khoja and the Beggar.
One day whilst Nasr-ed-Deen Effendi was in his house, a man knocked at the door.