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 THE TWELFTH OFFICER’S STORY.

As I was passing one day in the market, I found that a thief had broken into the shop of a money-changer and taken thence a casket, with which he had made off to the burial-grounds. So I followed him thither [and came up to him, as] he opened the casket and fell a-looking into it; whereupon I accosted him, saying, “Peace be on thee!” And he was startled at me. Then I left him and went away from him.

Some months after this, I met him again under arrest, in the midst of the guards and officers of the police, and he said to them, “Seize yonder man.” So they laid hands on me and carried me to the chief of the police, who said, “What hast thou to do with this fellow?” The thief turned to me and looking a long while in my face, said, “Who took this man?” Quoth the officers, “Thou badest us take him; so we took him.” And he said, “I seek refuge with God! I know not this man, nor knoweth he me; and I said not that to you but of a man other than this.” So they released me, and awhile afterward the thief met me in the street and saluted me, saying, “O my lord, fright for fright! Hadst thou taken aught from me, thou hadst had a part