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Halil the Pedlar - A Tale of Old Stambul by Mór Jókai
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it were piled high with fruits and sweetmeats, and two hundred odalisks
danced and sang around it.

"And now let us go to sleep!" said Halil Patrona to his guest. "I know
that slumber is the greatest of all the joys which Allah has bestowed
upon mankind. In our waking hours we belong to others, but the land of
dreams is all our own. If your dreams be good dreams, you rejoice that
they are good, and if they be evil dreams, you rejoice that they are but
dreams. The night is nice and warm, you can sleep on the house-top, and
if you pull your rope-ladder up after you, you need not fear that
anybody will molest you."

Janaki said "thank you!" to everything, and very readily clambered to
the top of the roof. There he found already prepared for him the carpet
and the fur cushion on which he was to sleep. Plainly these were the
only cushion and carpet obtainable in the house, and the guest observing
that these were the very things he had noticed in the room below,
exclaimed to Halil Patrona:

"Oh, humane Chorbadshi, you have given me your own carpet and pillow; on
what will you sleep, pray?"

"Do not trouble your head about me, muzafir! I will bring forth my
second carpet and my second cushion and sleep on them."

Janaki peeped through a chink in the roof, and observed how vigorously
Halil Patrona performed his ablutions, and how next he went through his
devotions with even greater conscientiousness than his ablutions,
whereupon he produced a round trough, turned it upside down, laid it
upon the rush-mat, placed his head upon the trough, and folding his arms
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