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132 Chit-Chat by Puck.
banks of the river to-morrow when the sun is high
in the heavens.” When Osman had said this, he
suddenly left the hut and climbed the city wall.
The morning dawned, and the population of the
city, and of all the country round had gathered on the
river banks to receive the new king, for a rumour had
spread early that morning that he would arrive the
same day.
Foremost amongst all stood Maltos, and by his
side stood the fair Zirma. He looked triumphant as
he held in his hand the key of the room, which he
thought contained the dead body of the former
king.
When the sun was high in the heavens the old
beggar arrived, leading his daughter by the hand, and
they placed themselves behind all the others.
In obedience to his king he had brought his
treasure, which he had hitherto concealed from the
eyes of the world; nor did any one see her now, for
all eyes looked down the river, where the new king’s
galleys were seen proudly approaching.
And on the prow of the foremost vessel stood the
king, clad in golden armour, and with an unsheathed
sword in his hand. But, lo! it was not a new king, it
was the same who had once departed bemoaned and
blessed by his friends on land!
He had only wanted to test their friendship, and so
he had come poor and wretched before he returned
rich and mighty.
When Maltos saw him, he fell trembling on his
knees, and Zirma sank to the ground like a broken
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