“Fricamona was not deceived,” continued Mangogul; “for it was Acaris herself. I left them to entertain each other; and firmly persuaded that Fricamona’s Toy would persevere in its discretion, I hurried to let you know that I have lost my wager.”

“But,” replied the Sultana, “I am quite in the dark with regard to this Fricamona. Either she must be mad, or she is cruelly afflicted with vapors. No, prince, no, I have more conscience than you may imagine. I have nothing to object to this experiment: but yet I perceive somewhat in it, that hinders me from reaping any advantage by it: and I am resolved to reap none. If ever I accept your castle and porcelains, it must be upon a better title.”

“Madam,” answered Mangogul, “I do not comprehend you. You are inconceivably difficult. Sure you have not well examined the little Sapajou.”

“Prince, I have thoroughly viewed it,” replied Mirzoza. “I know it is a charming thing. But I suspect that this Fricamona is not the person I seek. If you desire that I should enjoy it one day or other, apply elsewhere.”