< Previous | Contents ‌CHAPTER 1 “Do you love me, Mulla?” whispered the girl. “Of course I do,” Mulla Nasrudin whispered back. “Will you marry me then?” she asked. “LET’S NOT CHANGE THE SUBJECT?” said Nasrudin. 2. Mulla Nasrudin in the upper berth was awakened by a persistent tapping from below. “I am terribly cold down here. I wonder if you mind getting me a blanket,” said a lady’s voice. “I have a better idea,” the Mulla replied sleepily....