B896 <=> B898 (BTG XLI The bokharian dervish, p. 897)

“’My dear friend! In the name of our friendship pardon me, an old man, that I have forgotten to put an end to the pain caused you from the evil-carrying vibrations of the grand piano.’

“Having said this, he sat down at the grand piano and again began to strike the keys; this time he produced the sounds of two notes only, one from among those of the higher octaves of the grand piano, and the other from among the lower, always alternately, and as he began he almost shouted:

“’Now thanks again to the vibrations engendered by means of the sounds of the grand piano, but this time good-carrying ones, let the pain of my faithful old friend cease.’

“And indeed five minutes had scarcely passed before the face of the dervish Bogga-Eddin again cleared up, and of the enormous horrible boil which until that time had continued to ornament his left leg, not a trace remained.

“Then the dervish Hadji-Asvatz-Troov again sat down beside us and externally completely calm, continued to talk:

“’On the fourth day after the death of my dear mother, I happened to be sitting in my room thinking in despair what was to become of me.

“’Just then in the street near my window, a wandering dervish began to chant his sacred canticles.

“’Looking out of the window and seeing that the singing dervish was old and had a very benign face, I suddenly decided to ask his advice and immediately sent my servant to invite him in.

“’And when he had entered and, after the usual salutations, was seated on the “Mindari,” I told him of my soul-state without withholding anything at all.