There are no olives in the Isle of Ebony, and those that are
exported hence are wanted there; you know I have plenty of them;
take what you will; fill fifty pots, half with the gold dust, and
half with olives, and I will get them carried to the ship when you
embark.'
Camaralzaman followed this good advice, and spent the rest of the
day in packing up the gold and the olives in the fifty pots, and
fearing lest the talisman, which he wore on his arm, might be lost
again, he carefully put it into one of the pots, marking it with a
particular mark, to distinguish it from the rest. When they were
all ready to be shipped, the prince retired with the gardener, and
talking together, he related to him the battle of the birds, and
how he had found the Princess Badoura's talisman again. The
gardener was equally surprised and joyful to hear it for his sake.
Whether the old man was quite worn out with age, or had exhausted
himself too much that day, he had a very bad night; he grew worse
the next day, and on the third day, when the prince was to embark,
was so ill that it was plain he was near his end. As soon as day
broke, the captain of the ship came in person with several seamen
to the gardener's; they knocked at the garden-door, and
Camaralzaman opened it to them.
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