Here Is the Slaying of the Chachnagir and His Two Guards by Avt’handil
1113	THAT youth lay alone in his chamber with angry heart. Bloody-handed Avt'handil, strong in stature, entered, he gave him no time to rise, privily he slew him, we could not have perceived it; he laid hold of him, struck him on the ground, slew him with a knife.
1114	.HE is a sun lo them that gaze on him, a wild beast and a terror to those that oppose him. He cut off the finger with the ring, he hurled him down to the ground; he threw him from the window towards the sea, he was mingled with the sands of the sea; for him nowhere is there a tomb, nor spade to dig his grave.
1115	NOT a sound of their slaughter was heard. The sweet rose came forth; whereby could he have been so embittered ? This is a marvel to me, how he could thus steal his blood! As he had lately come, by the same road went he away.
1116	WHEN the lion, the sun, the sweelly-speaking knight, came into P'hatman's house, he announced: "I have slain him; no more will that youth see sunny day; thy slave himself I have as witness; make him swear an oath in God's name that I did the deed; behold the finger and the ring, and I have my knife bloodied.
1117	"NOW tell me of what thou spakest, why thou wert so furiously enraged. With what did that man threaten thee? I am in great haste to know it." P'hatman embraced his legs: "I am not worthy to look on thy face; my wounded heart is healed; now am I ready to extinguish my fires.
1118	"I AND Usen with our children are now born anew. 0 lion, how can we magnify thy praises! Since we may boast that his blood is spilt, I will tell thee all from the beginning; prepare to listen."