human
There abideth the Khalifeh, the Prince of the Faithful, and the King of the Age. I will go and kneel at his feet, and humbly entreat him to strike mine enemy, and restore to me my father's throne. And when I arrived in this City some few hours since, it was night. I stood at the cross roads, not knowing which way to turn, when one like myself, a mendicant, drew nigh, and I saluted him.
gpt
I am a stranger, I said.
human
Canst thou direct me to a khan for shelter? And he replied,
gpt
I too am a stranger, and would put the same question to thee. But lo, as I looked at him, I saw that he was in like case with me, having lost his left eye. I was about to question him on this, when a third mendicant came out of the night, and accosted us.
human
By Allah! cried the two of us in a breath,
gpt
human
Verily, said he,
gpt
human
And that is? we asked.
gpt
To seek audience of the Khalifeh, he answered;