The thief , meantime , told his comrades of his discovery . The Captain thanked him , and bade him show him the house he had marked . But when they came to it they saw that five or six of the houses were chalked in the same manner . The guide was so confounded that he knew not what answer to make , and when they returned he was at once beheaded for having failed . Another robber was dispatched , and , having won over Baba Mustapha , marked the house in red chalk ; but Morgiana being again too clever for them , the second messenger was put to death also . The Captain now resolved to go himself , but , wiser than the others , he did not mark the house , but looked at it so closely that he could not fail to remember it . He returned , and ordered his men to go into the neighboring villages and buy nineteen mules , and thirty-eight leather jars , all empty except one , which was full of oil . The Captain put one of his men , fully armed , into each , rubbing the outside of the jars with oil from the full vessel . Then the nineteen mules were loaded with thirty-seven robbers in jars , and the jar of oil , and reached the town by dusk . The Captain stopped his mules in front of Ali Baba 's house , and said to Ali Baba , who was sitting outside for coolness : `` I have brought some oil from a distance to sell at to-morrow 's market , but it is now so late that I know not where to pass the night , unless you will do me the favor to take me in . '' Though Ali Baba had seen the Captain of the robbers in the forest , he did not recognize him in the disguise of an oil merchant . He bade him welcome , opened his gates for the mules to enter , and went to Morgiana to bid her prepare a bed and supper for his guest . He brought the stranger into his hall , and after they had supped went again to speak to Morgiana in the kitchen , while the Captain went into the yard under pretense of seeing after his mules , but really to tell his men what to do . Beginning at the first jar and ending at the last , he said to each man : `` As soon as I throw some stones from the window of the chamber where I lie , cut the jars open with your knives and come out , and I will be with you in a trice . '' He returned to the house , and Morgiana led him to his chamber . She then told Abdallah , her fellow-slave , to set on the pot to make some broth for her master , who had gone to bed . Meanwhile her lamp went out , and she had no more oil in the house . `` Do not be uneasy , '' said Abdallah ; `` go into the yard and take some out of one of those jars . '' Morgiana thanked him for his advice , took the oil pot , and went into the yard . When she came to the first jar the robber inside said softly : `` Is it time ? ''
Any other slave but Morgiana , on finding a man in the jar instead XXXXX the oil she wanted , would have screamed and made a noise ; but she , knowing the danger her master was in , bethought herself of a plan , and answered quietly : `` Not yet , but presently . ''
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