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kiss his hands, when he turned it to let me kiss the 
palm of it, as his children do. He took off his bournous, 
and covered me with it himself, assuring me that I 
might come and see him as often as I pleased, but that 
he would fix no time for it, as he wished me to be en- 
tirely at my ease. After having had a very long conversa- 
tion, the sultan asked me what o'clock it was. I looked 
at my watch, and told him that it was the prayer hour. 
After having repeated to me frequently that I was his 
son, he rose and went to the mosque. 
This interview took place in the presence of a great 
many people, among whom was the Muphti, or principal 
Imaum of the sultan, who took me by the hand, con- 
ducted me to the mosque, and did not let go my hand 
till I was seated. This entry into the mosque, with my 
retinue^ and above all the being dressed in the sultan's 
bournous, attracted every one's attention to me. When 
prayers were over I went out; and every one that was 
near me kissed my shoulders, or part of my gown. 
Having asked for Ginnan, the Muphti, shrugging up 
his shoulders, said, do not mind that man, he deserves 
no further attention. I gave the usual alms at the gate of 
the mosque; and blessings were invoked on me and Mu- 
ley Soliman. I went home on horseback perfectly sa- 
tisfied, as my injury had met with public reparation, and 
in the most distinguished manner. Every one compli- 
mented me upon the occasion; my departure for Algiers 
was thought of no more; and I continued to make my 
visits to the sultan, and to say prayers with him in the 
gallery. 
A Mussulman who has no wives is in general ill 
thought of. I had by no means thought of this subject, 
because, absorbed by the enjoyments of my mind, I had 
forgotten those of the body. However, my friends 
