Now the Cogia
had a little money which he kept in a corner hid from his wife. As she
went out of the door she looked back. 'Stay,' said the Cogia, 'I am just
dead, and here's a little money I have left behind me.'
One day the Cogia and his wife went to the side of a pool, in order to
wash their linen. As they were making a beginning with their linen by
beating it upon the plain and using soap to it, a raven coming seized the
soap and flew away with it. 'O Cogia,' shrieked the wife, 'the raven has
taken away the soap.' 'Say nothing, wife,' said the Cogia, 'it was dirty
enough after our using it; let him take it and wash it.'
One day the Cogia and his wife made an agreement to copulate every Friday
night. The wife was perfectly satisfied with the arrangement; 'But,'
said the Cogia, 'let us agree upon a sign by which I may know that the
time for doing my duty is come.' The wife said, 'When Friday night is
come I will hang your turban above the alcove; you will know by that that
it is Friday night.' 'Good, good!' said the Cogia. One night, however,
which was not Friday night, the Cogia's wife being desirous for
copulation, as soon as she arose to go to bed, placed the Cogia's turban
above the alcove. Said the Cogia, 'O wife, this is not Friday night!'
'It is Friday night,' said the wife.
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