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 17                      The loneliness of the dark place Seemed frightful to him. Where are you, my brave lads, cried he, old companions of my watch- ings, inroads, and labour? What can I do                      without you? Did I collect you to lose you by so base a fate, and so unworthy your courage? Had you died with your sabres in your hands, like brave men, my regret had been less! When shall I get so gal- lant a troop again? And if I could, can I                      undertake it without exposing so much gold and treasure to him, who hath already enriched himself out of it? I cannot, I                      ought not to think of it, before I have taken away his life. I will undertake that my- self, which I could not accomplish with so                      powerful assistance: and when I have taken care to secure this treasure from being pil- laged, I will provide for it new masters and successors after me, who shall preserve and augment it to all posterity. This resolution being taken, he was not at a loss how to                      execute it; but, easy in his mind, and full of hopes, he slept all that night very quietly. When he waked early next morning as                      he had proposed, he dressed himself, agree- ably to the project he had in his head, and went to the town, and took a lodging in a                      khan. And as he expected what had hap- pened at Ali Baba's might make a great