By this time night had come.  “Aunty,” said the Rajah’s son, “why don’t you light a lamp?”

“There is no need,” she said.  “Our king has forbidden the people in his country to light any lamps; for, as soon as it is dark, his daughter, the Princess Labam, comes and sits on her roof, and she shines so that she lights up all the country and our houses, and we can see to do our work as if it were day.”

When it was quite black night the Princess got up.  She dressed herself in her rich clothes and jewels, and rolled up her hair, and across her head she put a band of diamonds and pearls.  Then she shone like the moon and her beauty made night day.  She came out of her room and sat on the roof of her palace.  In the daytime she never came out of her house; she only came out at night.  All the people in her father’s country then went about their work and finished it.

The Rajah’s son, watched the Princess quietly, and was very happy.  He said to himself, “How lovely she is!”

At midnight, when everybody had gone to bed, the Princess came down from her roof and went to her room; and when she was in bed and asleep, the Rajah’s son got up softly and sat on his bed.  “Bed,” he said to it, “I want to go to the Princess Labam’s bed-room.”  So the little bed carried him to the room where she lay fast asleep.

The young Rajah took his bag and said, “I want a great deal of betel-leaf,” and it at once gave him quantities of betel-leaf.  This he laid near the Princess’s bed, and then his little bed carried him back to the old woman’s house.

Next morning all the Princess’s servants found the betel-leaf, and began to eat it.  “Where did you get all that betel-leaf?” asked the Princess.

“We found it near your bed,” answered the servants.  Nobody knew the Prince had come in the night and put it all there.

In the morning the old woman came to the Rajah’s son.  “Now it is morning,” she said, “and you must go; for if the King finds out all I have done for you, he will seize me.”

“I am ill to-day, dear aunty,” said the Prince; “do let me stay till to-morrow morning.”

“Good,” said the old woman.  So he stayed, and they took their dinner out of the bag, and the bowl gave them water.

[Illustration:  THE PRINCESS LABAM ...  SHINES SO THAT SHE LIGHTS UP ALL THE COUNTRY.]

When night came the Princess got up and sat on her roof, and at twelve o’clock, when every one was in bed, she went to her bed-room, and was soon fast asleep.  Then the Rajah’s son sat on his bed, and it carried him to the Princess.  He took his bag and said, “Bag, I want a most lovely shawl.”  It gave him a splendid shawl, and he spread it over the Princess as she lay asleep.  Then he went back to the old woman’s house and slept till morning.

In the morning, when the Princess saw the shawl she was delighted.  “See, mother,” she said; “Khuda must have given me this shawl, it is so beautiful.”  Her mother was very glad too.