Chapter 14 No.14

Bring wine and I will read

The riddle of this life of mine;

The old stars' wizardry, the shine

Of new moons wandering overhead:

All this, I'll read with wine.

--Hafiz.

For an instant Birbal was speechless, then he recovered himself.

"Who art thou, man of many faces?"

The question came peremptorily, the answer suavely.

"Th