As the travellers drew near their journey's end, they saw a man leaning against an immense oak. He had a bandage over his eyes, and he stood motionless, appearing to be very much preoccupied. "Take this unfortunate person into your service," Long suggested to the Prince. "Who knows but he may prove to be of great assistance to you later on?" "My friend," said Prince Erian, addressing the stranger, "what is your name?" "My father named me Keen Eyes," said the other. "A pretty neat name for a blind man," remarked the Prince. "What can you do?" "My trade is to see clearly," replied Keen Eyes. "My eyes are bandaged so that my sight may do no damage to the objects I fix my gaze on." "Really!" exclaimed Prince Erian; "if your power is so great, give us an example of it." "Look!" cried Keen Eyes. "Do you see that immense rock yonder?" "Yes." "Keep your eyes on it! In an instant it shall fly to pieces." Keen Eyes removed his bandage, looked steadily upon the imposing mass of granite, and it seemed to melt before his eyes; it crumbled and fell to pieces. "My friend," said the Prince, "you are an extraordinary man. If you will come with me, I will take you as my servant." Keen Eyes gladly accepted the offer. After travelling a little farther, Prince Erian and his servants, Long, Large, and Keen Eyes, came upon a magnificent castle, the walls of which were armored with iron and brass. This castle belonged to the terrible Magor, the King of the Magicians, who held the Princess of Golconda in the spell of his enchantment. "This is the end of our journey," said Prince Erian. He then explained to his servants the bold scheme he had in mind, and they made an effort to enter at once into the castle, but the door was made of brass and it was barred and locked. "What shall we do?" said the young Prince. "Wait!" answered Keen Eyes. He raised his bandage, gave the door one glance and it crumbled into pieces. Without further ceremony, the four travellers entered the castle. It was a wonderful place, this home of the King of the Sorcerers. On every side statues of gold and silver were to be found, luminous flowers, and amidst all the beauty, charming birds that spoke the language of human beings. In one room of the castle the travellers found a table already set and covered with the most palatable dishes and perfumed wines. The Prince and his companions were very hungry; so they sat themselves down to the feast spread before them, and ate a great deal and drank a great deal more. After this excellent meal, Prince Erian and his three servants went out to walk in the beautiful garden. They had scarcely gone ten paces when they met Magor and his charming captive. At sight of these unknown persons, the Sorcerer stood dumb with amazement. At last, full of rage, he cried out: