“In truth that was a glorious woman for a wife!” exclaimed the Khan.
“Forgetting his health, the Well-and-wise-walking Khan hath opened his lips,” replied the Siddhî-kür. And with the cry, “To escape out of this world is good!” he sped him through the air, swift out of sight.
Thus far of the Adventures of the Well-and-wise-walking Khan the seventh chapter, of how it befell the White Bird and his Wife.
Tale VIII.
When the Well-and-wise-walking Khan found that he had again missed the end and object of his labour, he proceeded yet again as heretofore to the cool grove, and having taken captive the Siddhî-kür bore him along to present to the Master and Teacher Nâgârg′una. But by the way the Siddhî-kür asked him to tell a tale, and when he would not speak, craved of him the token that he willed he should tell one; which, when he had given, he told this tale, saying,—
How Ânanda the Wood-carver and Ânanda the Painter strove against each other.
Long ages ago there lived in a kingdom which was called Kun-smon[1], a Khan named Kun-snang[2]. When this Khan departed this life his son named Chamut Ssakiktschi[3] succeeded to the throne.