` Mother , ' sobbed Dschemila , ` do you really not know your own daughter ? ' ` Yes , of course I know her . ' ` What are her two scars then ? ' ` On her thigh is a scar from the bite of a dog , and on her breast is the mark of a burn , where she pulled a lamp over her when she was little . ' ` Then look at me , and see if I am not your daughter , ' said Dschemila , throwing off her clothes and showing her two scars . And at the sight her mother embraced her , weeping . ` Dear daughter , ' she cried , ` what evil fate has befallen you ? ' ` It was the ogre who carried me off first , and then bewitched me , ' answered Dschemila . ` But what is to be done with you ? ' asked her mother . ` Hide me away , and tell no one anything about me . And you , dear cousin , say nothing to the neighbours , and if they should put questions , you can make answer that I have not yet been found . ' ` So I will , ' replied he . Then he and her mother took her upstairs and hid her in a cupboard , where she stayed for a whole month , only going out to walk when all the world was asleep . Meanwhile Dschemil had returned to his own home , where his father and mother , his brothers and neighbours , greeted him joyfully . ` When did you come back ? ' said they , ` and have you found Dschemila ? ' ` No , I searched the whole world after her , and could hear nothing of her . ' ` Did you part company with the man who started with you ? ' ` Yes ; after three days he got so weak and useless he could not go on .
It must be a month by now since he reached XXXXX again .
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