Sometimes he would stitch away as fast as if he had a red-hot needle and a burning thread , and at other times he would sit lost in thought , and with such a queer look about him that his fellow-workmen used to say , ` Labakan has got on his aristocratic face today . ' On Fridays he would put on his fine robe which he had bought with the money he had managed to save up , and go to the mosque . As he came back , after prayers , if he met any friend who said ` Good-day , ' or ` How are you , friend Labakan ? ' he would wave his hand graciously or nod in a condescending way ; and if his master happened to say to him , as he sometimes did , ` Really , Labakan , you look like a prince , ' he was delighted , and would answer , ` Have you noticed it too ? ' or ` Well , so I have long thought . ' Things went on like this for some time , and the master put up with Labakan 's absurdities because he was , on the whole , a good fellow and a clever workman . One day , the sultan 's brother happened to be passing through Alexandria , and wanted to have one of his state robes altered , so he sent for the master tailor , who handed the robe over to Labakan as his best workman . In the evening , when every one had left the workshop and gone home , a great longing drove Labakan back to the place where the royal robe hung . He stood a long time gazing at it , admiring the rich material and the splendid embroidery in it . At last he could hold out no longer . He felt he must try it on , and lo ! and behold , it fitted as though it had been made for him . ` Am not I as good a prince as any other ? ' he asked himself , as he proudly paced up and down the room . ` Has not the master often said that I seemed born to be a prince ? ' It seemed to him that he must be the son of some unknown monarch , and at last he determined to set out at once and travel in search of his proper rank . He felt as if the splendid robe had been sent him by some kind fairy , and he took care not to neglect such a precious gift . He collected all his savings , and , concealed by the darkness of the night , he passed through the gates of Alexandria . The new prince excited a good deal of curiosity where ever he went , for his splendid robe and majestic manner did not seem quite suitable to a person travelling on foot . If anyone asked questions , he only replied with an important air of mystery that he had his own reasons for not riding .
However , he soon found out that walking made him ridiculous , so at last he bought a quiet , steady old horse , which he managed XXXXX get cheap .
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