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There is no Majesty and there is no Might save in Allah, the

Glorious, the Great!" I shouted, "Go thou to thy friends and make

merry with them; and do let me go to mine and be with them this

day, for they expect me." But the Barber cried, "I will not let

thee go alone;" and I replied, "The truth is none can enter where

I am going save myself." He rejoined, "I suspect that to day thou

art for an assignation with some woman, else thou hadst taken me

with thee; yet am I the right man to take, one who could aid thee

to the end thou wishest. But I fear me thou art running after

strange women and thou wilt lose thy life; for in this our city

of Baghdad one cannot do any thing in this line, especially on a

day like Friday: our Governor is an angry man and a mighty sharp

blade." "Shame on thee, thou wicked, bad, old man!" cried I, "Be

off!