When the physician's head saw that the poison had taken effect,
and that the king had only a few more minutes to live,
"Tyrant," it cried, "see how cruelty and injustice are punished."

Scarcely had it uttered these words than the king died, and the head
lost also the little life that had remained in it.

That is the end of the story of the Greek king, and now let us
return to the fisherman and the genius.

"If the Greek king," said the fisherman, "had spared the physician,
he would not have thus died. The same thing applies to you.
Now I am going to throw you into the sea."

"My friend," said the genius, "do not do such a cruel thing.
Do not treat me as Imma treated Ateca."

"What did Imma do to Ateca?" asked the fisherman.

"Do you think I can tell you while I am shut up in here?"
replied the genius. "Let me out, and I will make you rich."

The hope of being no longer poor made the fisherman give way.

"If you will give me your promise to do this, I will open the lid.
I do not think you will dare to break your word."

The genius promised, and the fisherman lifted the lid. He came
out at once in smoke, and then, having resumed his proper form,
the first thing he did was to kick the vase into the sea.