Know, O cousins of mine, that the two stories we have heard are useless and ridiculous. I will tell you about the destruction of my eggs, and you shall see that I deserved an infinitely worse fate. I outraged my mistress and fornicated with her little son.

But the details of this fornication are so extraordinary, so rich in savory incident, that the tale is too long to tell you here. Morning approaches and we may get into very serious trouble if the light surprises us before we have dug a hole and buried this chest. Let us do the work for which we were sent, and afterwards, when we are safely home again, I will tell you all the details of my fornication and castration.

The negroes then rose from their rest and dug by the light of the lantern a hole large enough to contain the chest. Kafur and Bukhait dug, while Sawwab carried the earth out in a basket and threw it beyond the tomb. When the hole was sufficiently deep, they buried the chest, smoothed the earth above it, and hurried away with their tools and lantern.

From The Book of the Thousand Nights and One Night, Vol. I, London and New York: Routledge, 1964, p. 325.