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Anonymous,  Ali Baba, or, the Forty Thieves (1827)

“ She then turned to the pretended Cogia Hassan, and while he was putting his hand into his purse, she plunged the poinard into his heart.
“Wretch!” cried Ali Baba, “thou hast ruined me and my family.”
“No, Sir,” replied Morgiana, “I have preserved, and not ruined, you and your son. Look well at this traitor and you will find him to be the pretended oil-merchant who came once before to rob and murder you.”
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Anonymous,  Ali Baba, or, the Forty Thieves (1827)

“ After considering what she could possibly do for a light she recollected the thirty-eight oil jars in the yard, and determined to take a little oil out of one of them for her lamp. She took her oil-pot in her hand and approaching the first jar, the robber within said, “Is it time, captain?” Any other slave, perhaps, on hearing a man in an oil-jar, would have screamed out; but the prudent Morgiana instantly recollected herself, and replied softly, “No, not yet; lie still till I call you.” ”
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Anonymous,  Ali Baba, or, the Forty Thieves (1827)

“ The door of his brother's house was opened by Morgiana, an intelligent faithful female slave, who Ali Baba knew was worthy to be trusted with the secret. He therefore delivered the body to Morgiana, and went himself to impart the sad tidings to the wife of Cassim. The poor woman was deeply afflicted, and reproached herself with her foolish envy and curiosity, as being the cause of her husband’s death; but Ali Baba having convinced her of the necessity of being very discreet, she checked her lamentations, and resolved to leave every thing to the management of Morgiana. ”
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