In an instant he commanded everybody to withdraw: he was obeyed; and being alone with the favorite, he turned his ring on her. But Mirzoza’s Toy, which was tired at the sermon, as it happens to others every day, and besides had probably a touch of the lethargy, at first only mutter’d some confused and ill articulated words. The Sultan repeated the experiment, and the Toy then very distinctly said: “Separated from you, Mangogul, what would become of me?⁠—Faithful even to the grave, I would have sought you; and if love and constancy have any recompence among the dead, dear prince, I would have found you⁠—Alas! without you the delightful palace where Brama dwells, and which he has promised to his true believers, would prove a disagreeable residence to me.”

Mangogul, transported with joy, did not perceive that the favorite was recovering from her lethargy; and that, if he did not turn off his ring, she would hear the last words of her Toy: which happened accordingly. “Ah! prince,” said she, “what is become of your oaths? You have then cleared up your unjust suspicions? Nothing has withheld you, neither the condition I was in, the injury you were doing me, nor the word you had given me?”