And her name was Zumurrud--the Smaragdine.So when Ali Shar saw her，he marvelled at her beauty and grace and said，'By Allah，I will not stir hence till I see how much this girl fetcheth，and know who buyeth her！' So he took standing-place amongst the merchants，and they thought he had a mind to buy her，knowing the wealth he had inherited from his parents.Then the broker stood at the damsel's head and said，'Ho，merchants！ Ho，ye men of money！ Who will open the gate of biddings for this damsel，the mistress of moons，the union pearl，Zumurrud the curtain-maker，the sought of the seeker and the delight of the desirous？ Open the biddings' door and on the opener be nor blame nor reproach for evermore.' Thereupon quoth one merchant，'Mine for five hundred dinars；''And ten，' quoth another.'Six hundred，' cried an old man named Rashid al-Din，blue of eye[264] and foul of face.'And ten，' cried another.'I bid a thousand，' rejoined Rashid al-Din； whereupon the rival merchants were tongue-tied，and held their peace and the broker took counsel with the girl's owner，who said，'I have sworn not to sell her save to whom she shall choose： so consult her.' Thereupon the broker went up to Zumurrud and said to her，'O mistress of moons this merchant hath a mind to buy thee.' She looked at Rashid al-Din and finding him as we have said，replied，'I will not be sold to a gray-beard，whom decrepitude hath brought to such evil plight.Allah inspired his saying who saith，'I craved of her a kiss one day； but soon as she beheld*My hoary hairs，though I my luxuries and wealth display'd；
She proudly turned away from me，showed shoulders，cried aloud：--* 'No！ no！ by Him，whose hest mankind from nothingness hath made For hoary head and grizzled chin I've no especial-love：*What！stuff my mouth with cotton[265] ere in sepulchre I'm laid？'
Now when the broker heard her words he said，'By Allah，thou art excusable，and thy price is ten thousand gold pieces！' So he told her owner that she would not accept of old man Rashid al-Din，and he said，'Consult her concerning another.' Thereupon a second man came forward and said，'Be she mine for what price was offered by the oldster she would have none of；' but she looked at him and seeing that his beard was dyed，said 'What be this fashion lewd and base and the blackening of the hoary face？' And she made a great show of wonderment and repeated these couplets，'Showed me Sir Such-an-one a sight and what a frightful sight！ *
A neck by Allah，only made for slipper-sole to smite[266]
A beard the meetest racing ground where gnats and lice contend，*
A brow fit only for the ropes thy temples chafe and bite.[267]
O thou enravish' by my cheek and beauties of my form，* Why so translate thyself to youth and think I deem it right？
Dyeing disgracefully that white of reverend aged hairs，* And hiding for foul purposes their venerable white！
Thou goest with one beard and comest back with quite another，*
Like Punch-and-Judy man who works the Chinese shades by night.[268]
And how well saith another'
Quoth she，'I see thee dye thy hoariness：'[269]*'To hide，O ears and eyes！ from thee，' quoth I：
She roared with laugh and said，'Right funny this；*Thou art so lying e'en Now when the broker heard her verse he exclaimed，'By Allah thou hast spoken sooth！' The merchant asked what she said： so the broker repeated the verses to him； and he knew that she was in the right while he was wrong and desisted from buying her.Then another came forward and said，'Ask her if she will be mine at the same price；' but，when he did so，she looked at him and seeing that he had but one eye，said，'This man is one-eyed； and it is of such as he that the poet saith，[270]
'Consort not with the Cyclops e'en a day；*Beware his falsehood and his mischief fly：
Had this monocular a jot of good，* Allah had ne'er brought blindness to his eye！'
Then said the broker，pointing to another bidder，'Wilt thou be sold to this man？' She looked at him and seeing that he was short of stature[271] and had a beard that reached to his navel，cried，'This is he of whom the poet speaketh，'I have a friend who hath a beard*Allah to useless length unroll'd：
'Tis like a certain[272] winter night，* Longsome and darksome，drear and cold.'
Said the broker，'O my lady，look who pleaseth thee of these that are present，and point him out，that I may sell thee to him.' So she looked round the ring of merchants，examining one by one their physiognomies，till her glance fell on Ali Shar，--And Shahrazad perceived the dawn of day and ceased to say her permitted say.
When it was the Three Hundred and Eleventh Night，She said，It hath reached me，O auspicious King，that when the girl's glance fell on Ali Shar，she cast at him a look with longing eyes，which cost her a thousand sighs，and her heart was taken with him； for that he was of favour passing fair and pleasanter than zephyr or northern air； and she said，'O broker，I will be sold to none but to this my lord，owner of the handsome face and slender form whom the poet thus describeth，'Displaying that fair face*The tempted they assailed Who，had they wished me safe*That lovely face had veiled！'
For none shall own me but he，because his cheek is smooth and the water of his mouth sweet as Salsabil；[273] his spittle is a cure for the sick and his charms daze and dazzle poet and proser，even as saith one of him，'His honey dew of lips is wine； his breath*Musk and those teeth，smile shown，are camphor's hue：
Rizwan[274] hath turned him out o' doors，for fear*The Houris lapse from virtue at the view Men blame his bearing for its pride，but when*In pride the full moon sails，excuse is due.'
Lord of the curling locks and rose red cheeks and ravishing look of whom saith the poet，'The fawn-like one a meeting promised me*And eye expectant waxed and heart unstirred：
His eyelids bade me hold his word as true；*But，in their languish，[275] can he keep his word？'
And as saith another，'Quoth they，'Black letters on his cheek are writ！*How canst thou love him and a side-beard see？'
Quoth I，'Cease blame and cut your chiding short；*If those be letters 'tis a forgery：'