Mirzoza, naturally compassionate, remonstrated to Mangogul, who was joking her on Kerfael’s case, that if the laws spoke against Kerfael, good sense deposed against Fatme. “Moreover,” added she, “it has never been heard, that, in a wise government, the letter of the law should be so closely adhered to, that the simple allegation of a female accuser should be sufficient to endanger the life of a subject. The reality of a rape cannot be too clearly proved; and you will allow, Sir, that this fact is as much at least within the province of your ring as of your senators. It would be very singular, that the matrons should be more knowing on this head than the Toys themselves. Hitherto your highness’s ring has done little more than satisfy your curiosity. Might not the Genius, from whom you had it, have intended some more important end? If you employ it for the discovery of truth, and the happiness of your subjects, can you think the Genius will be offended? Try. You are in possession of an infallible method of drawing from Fatme a confession of her crime, or a proof of her innocence.”

“You are in the right,” replied Mangogul, “and you shall be satisfied.”