“Yes, my child,” she said; “Khuda must have given you this splendid shawl.”

When it was morning the old woman said to the Rajah’s son, “Now you must really go.”

“Aunty,” he answered, “I am not well enough yet.  Let me stay a few days longer.  I will remain hidden in your house, so that no one may see me.”  So the old woman let him stay.

When it was black night, the Princess put on her lovely clothes and jewels and sat on her roof.  At midnight she went to her room and went to sleep.  Then the Rajah’s son sat on his bed and flew to her bed-room.  There he said to his bag, “Bag, I want a very, very beautiful ring.”  The bag gave him a glorious ring.  Then he took the Princess Labam’s hand gently to put on the ring, and she started up very much frightened.

“Who are you?” she said to the Prince.  “Where do you come from?  Why do you come to my room?”

“Do not be afraid, Princess,” he said; “I am no thief.  I am a great Rajah’s son.  Hiraman parrot, who lives in the jungle where I went to hunt, told me your name, and then I left my father and mother and came to see you.”

“Well,” said the Princess, “as you are the son of such a great Rajah, I will not have you killed, and I will tell my father and mother that I wish to marry you.”

The Prince then returned to the old woman’s house; and when morning came the Princess said to her mother, “The son of a great Rajah has come to this country, and I wish to marry him.”  Her mother told this to the King.

“Good,” said the King; “but if this Rajah’s son wishes to marry my daughter, he must first do whatever I bid him.  If he fails I will kill him.  I will give him eighty pounds weight of mustard seed, and out of this he must crush the oil in one day.  If he cannot do this he shall die.”

In the morning the Rajah’s son told the old woman that he intended to marry the Princess.  “Oh,” said the old woman, “go away from this country, and do not think of marrying her.  A great many Rajahs and Rajahs’ sons have come here to marry her, and her father has had them all killed.  He says whoever wishes to marry his daughter must first do whatever he bids him.  If he can, then he shall marry the Princess; if he cannot, the King will have him killed.  But no one can do the things the King tells him to do; so all the Rajahs and Rajahs’ sons who have tried have been put to death.  You will be killed too, if you try.  Do go away.”  But the Prince would not listen to anything she said.

The King sent for the Prince to the old woman’s house, and his servants brought the Rajah’s son to the King’s court-house to the King.  There the King gave him eighty pounds of mustard seed, and told him to crush all the oil out of it that day, and bring it next morning to him to the court-house.  “Whoever wishes to marry my daughter,” he said to the Prince, “must first do all I tell him.  If he cannot, then I have him killed.  So if you cannot crush all the oil out of this mustard seed you will die.”