But listen....

Ay, it was Achmet who sought to drown thy Pasha in the Nile.

Thou shalt find the man in the little street called Singat in the Moosky, at the house of Haleel the date-seller." Mahommed rocked backwards and forwards in his delight.

"Oh, now art thou like a lamp of Paradise, even as a star which leadeth an army of stars, beloved," he said.

He rubbed his hands together.