he thought . ' I dare not knock , lest the ogre should hear me . Perhaps it would be best for me to climb up the wall , and wait to see what will happen . ' So he did , and after sitting on the top for about an hour , a window above him opened , and a voice said : ` Dschemil ! ' He looked up , and at the sight of Dschemila , whom he had so long believed to be dead , he began to weep . ` Dear cousin , ' she whispered , ` what has brought you here ? ' ` My grief at losing you . ' ` Oh ! go away at once . If the ogre comes back he will kill you . ' ' I swear by your head , queen of my heart , that I have not found you only to lose you again ! If I must die , well , I must ! ' ` Oh , what can I do for you ? ' ` Anything you like ! ' ` If I let you down a cord , can you make it fast under your arms , and climb up ? ' ` Of course I can , ' said he . So Dschemila lowered the cord , and Dschemil tied it round him , and climbed up to her window . Then they embraced each other tenderly , and burst into tears of joy . ` But what shall I do when the ogre returns ? ' asked she .
` Trust XXXXX me , ' he said .
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