When the sun had set, and the first stars made their appearance, the boy started to walk to the south. He eventually sighted a single tent, and a group of Arabs passing by told the boy that it was a place inhabited by . But the boy sat down and waited. Not until the moon was high did the alchemist ride into view. He carried two dead over his shoulder.
"I am here," the boy said.
"You shouldn't be here," the alchemist answered. "Or is it your destiny that brings you here?"
"With the wars between the tribes, it's impossible to cross the desert. So I have come here."
The alchemist dismounted from his horse, and signaled that the boy should enter the tent with him. It was a tent like many at the . The boy looked around for the ovens and other used in alchemy, but saw none. There were only some books in a pile, a small cooking stove, and the carpets, covered with mysterious designs.
"Sit down. We'll have something to drink and eat these hawks," said the alchemist.
The boy suspected that they were the same hawks he had seen on the day before, but he said nothing. The alchemist lighted the fire, and soon a delicious filled the tent. It was better than the of the hookahs.
"Why did you want to see me?" the boy asked.
"Because of the omens," the alchemist answered. "The wind told me you would be coming, and that you would need help."
"It's not I the wind about. It's the other foreigner, the Englishman. He's the one that's looking for you."
"He has other things to do first. But he's on the right track. He has begun to try to understand the desert."
"And what about me?"
"When a person really desires something, all the universe to help that person to realize his dream," said the alchemist, echoing the words of the old king. The boy understood. Another person was there to help him toward his destiny.
"So you are going to instruct me?"
"No. You already know all you need to know. I am only going to point you in the direction of your treasure."
"But there's a war," the boy .
"I know what's happening in the desert."
"I have already found my treasure. I have a camel, I have my money from the crystal shop, and I have fifty gold pieces. In my own country, I would be a rich man."
"But none of that is from the Pyramids," said the alchemist.
"I also have Fatima. She is a treasure greater than anything else I have won."
"She wasn't found at the Pyramids, either."
They ate in silence. The alchemist opened a bottle and poured a red liquid into the boy's cup. It was the most delicious wine he had ever tasted.
"Isn't wine prohibited here?" the boy asked
"It's not what enters men's mouths that's evil," said the alchemist. "It's what comes out of their mouths that is."
The alchemist was a bit , but, as the boy drank the wine, he relaxed. After they finished eating they sat outside the tent, under a moon so brilliant that it made the stars pale.
"Drink and enjoy yourself," said the alchemist, noticing that the boy was feeling happier. "Rest well tonight, as if you were a preparing for combat. Remember that wherever your heart is, there you will find your treasure. You've got to find the treasure, so that everything you have learned............