CHAPTER IV
It is part of the education of a prince to be a good chess player, and to continually exercise his mind in view of the judgements that he will be called upon to give and the knotty, tortuous, and perplexing matters which will obscure the issues which he must judge. Art, the son of Conn, was sitting at chess with Cromdes, his father's magician.
"Be very careful about the move you are going to make," said Cromdes.
"Can I be careful?" Art inquired. "Is the move that you are thinking of in my power?"
"It is not," the other admitted.
"Then I need not be more careful than usual," Art replied, and he made his move.
"It is a move of banishment," said Cromdes.
"As I will not banish myself, I suppose my father will do it, but I do not know why he should."
"Your father will not banish you."
"Who then?"
"Your mother."
'My mother is dead."
"You have a new one," said the magician.
"Here is news," said Art. "I think I shall not love my new mother."
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