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When it was the One Hundred and Ninetysixth Night,She said,It hath reached me,O auspicious King,that when the Wazir did to Marzawan what he did,he thus addressed him Know that I have been the cause of saving thee from drowning so requite me not by causing my death and shine own.'Asked Marzawan,And how so?';and the Wazir answered,'Thou art at this hour about to go up and pass among Emirs and Wazirs all of them silent and none speaking,because of Kamar alZaman the son of the Sultan.'Now when Marzawan heard the name of Kamar alZaman,he knew that this was he whom he had heard spoken of in sundry cities and of whom he came in search,but he feigned ignorance and asked the Wazir,'And who is Kamar alZaman? Answered the Minister,'He is the son of Sultan Shahriman and he is sore sick and lieth strown on his couch restless alway,eating not nor drinking neither sleeping night or day;indeed he is nigh upon death and we have lost hope of his living and are certain that he is dying. Beware lest thou look too long on him,or thou look on any other than that where thou settest thy feet:else thou art a lost man,and I also.'He replied,'Allah upon thee,O Wazir,I implore thee,of thy favour,acquaint me touching this youth thou describest,what is the cause of the condition in which he is.'