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It is impossible to express Prince Camaralzaman's joy: 'Dear
princess,' continued he to himself, 'this happy minute, which
restores to me a treasure so precious to thee, is without doubt a
presage of our meeting again, perhaps even sooner than I think.'
So saying, he kissed the talisman, wrapped it up in a ribbon, and
tied it carefully about his arm. Till now he had been almost every
night a stranger to rest, his trouble always keeping him awake, but
the next night he slept soundly: he rose somewhat later the next
morning than he was accustomed to do, put on his working clothes,
and went to the gardener for orders. The good man bade him root up
an old tree which bore no fruit.
Camaralzaman took an axe, and began his work. In cutting off a
branch of the root, he found that his axe struck against something
that resisted the blow and made a great noise. He removed the
earth, and discovered a broad plate of brass, under which was a
staircase of ten steps. He went down, and at the bottom saw a
cavity about six yards square, with fifty brass urns placed in
order around it, each with a cover over it. He opened them all, one
after another, and there was not one of them which was not full of
gold-dust.
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