cannot know whether one has really done full justice to the feast or not.
After the whole party had retired for the night, the Prime Minister said to the King before parting, "May I have, O King! thy word of honour, not to be angry with me?" These words were a sure sign that the Prime Minister was about to advise his sovereign to do something disagreeable:—
"First give thy faith, and plight a prince's word
Of sure protection by thy power and sword,
For I must speak what wisdom would conceal."
The King gave his word of honour, and the Prime Minister urged him to possess himself of the Brahmin's magic cup by force or fraud. "The King," said he, "is the foremost man in his kingdom, and whatever is excellent and best therein belongs by right to him, and the proper place for the Brahmin's food-cup is the royal kitchen."
After that the Brahmin was sent away with a large reward for his excellent catering, but his cup did not go with him.
The Brahmin departed in silence, but none the less determined to teach the King the difference between "mine" and "thine."
The following day the King held a grand durbar, and afterwards gave a farewell entertainment to his guests. Just as he was going round personally with the magic cup in his hand, distributing refreshments to each of them, the Brahmin suddenly arrived with the other cup and handed it to him.
The King, thinking his guests might like a variety in the way of sweets, asked them to try some from the new cup. He at once opened the lid, when lo! instead
