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By Allah, I will requite thee for thy misconduct. Shall the like

of thee come to bed with the like of me with unclean

hands?"[FN#570] Then she took from her side a plaited scourge and

came down with it on my back and the place where I sit till her

forearms were benumbed and I fainted away from the much beating;

when she said to the handmaids, "Take him and carry him to the

Chief of Police, that he may strike off the hand wherewith he ate

of the cumin ragout, and which he did not wash." When I heard

this I said, "There is no Majesty and there is no Might save in

Allah!