‘Oh, what can I do for you?'

‘Anything you like!'

‘If I let you down a cord, can you make it fast under your arms,
and climb up?'

'Of course I can,' said he.

So Dschemila lowered the cord, and Dschemil tied it round him,
and climbed up to her window. Then they embraced each other
tenderly, and burst into tears of joy.

‘But what shall I do when the ogre returns?' asked she.

‘Trust to me,' he said.

Now there was a chest in the room, where Dschemila kept her
clothes. And she made Dschemil get into it, and lie at the
bottom, and told him to keep very still.

He was only hidden just in time, for the lid was hardly closed
when the ogre's heavy tread was heard on the stairs. He flung
open the door, bringing men's flesh for himself and lamb's flesh
for the maiden. ‘I smell the smell of a man!' he thundered. ‘What
is he doing here?'

‘How could any one have come to this desert place?' asked the
girl, and burst into tears.