smaragdine

It was Alischar, and Smaragdine had nigh swooned away with the joy of beholding him.

Smaragdine forthwith put the house in the nicest order, and set about dressing a little supper with the most exquisite skill.

She happened to enter at a moment when the female slaves of the house were misusing poor Smaragdine.

With this he placed himself below Smaragdine's window, received her on his shoulders, and darted off with her like lightning.

Smaragdine, after a little while, began to dry her tears, and by degrees affected to be quite comforted.