‘Yes, good sir; I saw a castle, and lay down to rest under its
shadow. And an ogre woke me, and told me to come to this town,
where I should find a young man called Dschemil, and a girl
called Dschemila.'

‘My name is Dschemil. What does the ogre want with me?'

‘He gave me some presents for Dschemila. How can I see her?'

‘Come with me, and you shall give them into her own hands.'

So the two went together to the house of Dschemil's uncle, and
Dschemil led the Jew into his aunt's room.

‘Aunt!' he cried, ‘this Jew who is with me has come from the
ogre, and has brought with him, as presents, a mirror and a comb
which the ogre has sent her.'

‘But it may be only some wicked trick on the part of the ogre,'
said she.

‘Oh, I don't think so,' answered the young man, ‘give her the
things.'

Then the maiden was called, and she came out of her hiding place,
and went up to the Jew, saying, ‘Where have you come from, Jew?'

‘From your father the ogre.'