When Kanmakan heard him speak these unseemly words，after showing him such skill in verse，he knew that he despised him and would presume with him；therefore he answered him with soft and well chosen speech，saying，'O Chief of the Arabs，leave my tenderness of age and tell me why thou wanderest by night in the desert reciting verses.Thou talkest，I see，of my serving thee；who then art thou and what moved thee to talk this wise？'Answered he，'Hark ye，boy！ I am Sabbah，son of Rammah bin Humam.[80]
My people are of the Arabs of Syria and I have a cousin，Najmah highs，who to all that look on her brings delight.And when my father died I was brought up in the house of his brother，the father of Najmah；but as soon I grew up and my uncle's daughter became a woman，they secluded her from me and me from her，seeing that I was poor and without money in pouch.Then the Chiefs of the Arabs and the heads of the tribes rebuked her sire，and he was abashed before them and consented to give me my cousin，but upon condition that I should bring him as her dower fifty head of horses and fifty dromedaries which travel ten days[81] without a halt and fifty camels laden with wheat and a like number laden with barley，together with ten black slaves and ten handmaids.
Thus the weight he set upon me was beyond my power to bear；for he exacted more than the marriage settlement as by law established.So here am I，travelling from Syria to Irak，and I have passed twenty days with out seeing other than thyself；yet I
mean to go to Baghdad that I may ascertain what merchant men of wealth and importance start thence.Then will I fare forth in their track and loot their goods，and I will slay their escort and drive off their camels with their loads.But what manner of man art thou？'Replied Kanmakan，'Thy case is like unto my case，save that my evil is more grievous than thine ill；for my cousin is a King's daughter and the dowry of which thou hast spoken would not content her people，nor would they be satisfied with the like of that from me.'Quoth Sabbah，'Surely thou art a fool or thy wits for excess of passion are gathering wool！ How can thy cousin be a King's daughter？Thou hast no sign of royal rank on thee，for thou art but a mendicant.'Re joined Kanmakan，'O