is as interesting as mine, you shall each have as many emeralds as your two hands can carry." At that all the dwarfs began to laugh scornfully.
"Show him! Show him!" they cried to their leader, "and then we will rob him of all his emeralds if, in truth, he has any."
The leader turned and picked up a pair of old, shabby-looking boots. "These," he said, "are magic, and if anybody puts even one of them on and makes a wish to be in any place under the sun, he will find himself there in the twinkling of an eye."
"That is indeed wonderful!" said Saran, "and here is your pay, but, in sooth, you deserve neither boots nor emeralds!" Then, to the great astonishment of the little men, Saran, uttering a wish for emeralds, opened his mouth and poured them forth, a great stream of glorious green gems. With a shout the dwarfs snatched them up, pushing and tearing them from each other.
"Quick!" said Saran to the Prince.
