“ ‘What do I hear!’ cried Hilas. ‘This wretch, whom you behold at your feet, has nothing, and that is his distemper likewise. Some time since he had the misfortune to offend a Pagoda, who deprived him of all that he had, and without vanity it was somewhat. From that time all the women shun him, and will shun him, said the Pagoda, until he meets with one, who, knowing his misfortune, will cleave to him, and love him in the state, in which he is.’

“ ‘Is this possible?’ says the young maiden.

“ ‘Is what you have told me true?’ says Hilas.

“ ‘See,’ answered the maiden.

“ ‘See,’ answered Hilas.