Two travellers between Teheran and
Bagdad met half-way up the vertical face of a rock,
on a path only a cubit in width. As both were
in a hurry, and etiquette would allow neither to set
his foot upon the other even if dignity had permitted
prostration, they maintained for some time a stationary
condition. After some reflection, each decided
to jump round the other; but as etiquette did not warrant
conversation with a stranger, neither made known his
intention. The consequence was they met, with
considerable emphasis, about four feet from the edge
of the path, and went through a flight of soaring
eagles, a mile out of their way![A]
[Footnote A: This is infamous!
The learned Parsee appears wholly to ignore the distinction
between a fable and a simple lie.—TRANSLATOR.]
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