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 15                    After considering what she could possibly, do for a light, she recollected the thirty eight jars in the yard, and determined to                    take a little oil out of one of them for her lamp. She took her oil-pot in her hand, and approaching the first jar, the robber within said, “Is it time captain?", Any                    other slave, perhaps, on hearing a man in                     an oil jar, would have screamed out; but                     the prudent Morgiana instantly recollected                     herself and replied softly, No, not yet, lie                     still till I call you. She passed on to each                     of the jars, receiving the same question and                     giving the same answer, till she arrived at                     the last, which was full of oil.                       Morgiana was now convinced that this                     was a plot of the robbers to murder her                     master Ali Baba; so she ran back the                     kitchen, and brought out a large kettle,                     which she filled with oil, and set it on a                     great wood fire; and as soon as it boiled, she went and poured into the jars sufficient of the boiling oil to kill every man within them. Having done this, she put out her fire and lamp, and crept softly to her chamber. The captain of the robbers hearing, every thing quiet in the house, and perceiving no                    light any where, arose and went down into the yard to assemble his men. Coming to                    the first jar, he felt the steams of the boiling