It was six and twenty days before Dschemil caught sight of a green spot rising out of the sandy desert , and knew that the spring was near at last . He hastened his steps , and soon was kneeling by its side , drinking thirstily of the bubbling water . Then he lay down on the cool grass , and began to think . ` If the man was right , the castle must be somewhere about . I had better sleep here to-night , and to-morrow I shall be able to see where it is . ' So he slept long and peacefully . When he awoke the sun was high , and he jumped up and washed his face and hands in the spring , before going on his journey . He had not walked far , when the castle suddenly appeared before him , though a moment before not a trace of it could be seen . ` How am I to get in ? ' 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 !
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