old man with snowy beard and hair and clad in long white garments. The people came straight up to the Prince and Saran, and there halted, while the old man addressed them in eager, trembling tones.
"You are strangers," said he, "and we are seeking strangers; I pray you, can you show us some magic sign whereby we may know that you are not as other mortals are?"
"Indeed," said Prince Schalu, "we are no different from other men, but by great good fortune we have this day become possessed of several wonders."
"Show us! Show us!" cried the crowd in great excitement.
"This," continued Schalu, drawing the battered magic cap from his pocket, "has the power of making its wearer invisible." He put it on, and the people cried out in wonder and anxiety, "Where are they? Where are they? They are gone! Find them! They are truly the ones!"
"No, we are still here," said the Prince,
