The prince looked in his face And said: "Can I confide in him? I am A stranger here and fear to be deceived." Said Sinapati: "Speak not thus, I pray, For everybody knows this man can tell Ten-carat gold from dross. Now list, my lord. Although he bids me silent be, a prince He is, son of a powerful king, and comes To seek his sister." Then within his heart The former merchant much rejoiced, as if He'd found a mountain of pure gems. He paid His homage to the prince in proper form, And took him into his abode, to meet His wife and all within. The spouses two To him exclaimed: "Dear prince, in our old age We're very happy. When thy sister sweet We found, o'erjoyed were we. And now the King Hath married her, and raised her to the throne. He hath our family to noble rank Upraised, and covered us with benefits." Then smiling said the prince: "I learn with joy My sister sweet is here. When may I go Before the King and see her? For I've come To take her home. And yet I fear the King Will never let her go away from him. When I have seen her I'll return again." In three days' time the King gave audience. The former merchant with him took the prince, Who sent the richest presents on before. The princeling was most gorgeously attired And bore himself with haughty dignity. His robe was rich, his tunic violet And fire. His many-colored turban bore Bright agates. At his girdle hung his kriss. He was entirely clad as prince should be, And bracelets wore with little bells and rings. His leggings were embroidered with bright flowers Called _pouspa angatan_. He seemed divine-- His beauty was extraordinary. Pearls In numbers countless covered all his garb; An amulet he had with sacred verse From the Koran, a diamond pure. He rode A steed most richly housed, with _shabraque _decked With gleaming jewels casting rays of light. Twas thus the prince set out to meet the King. Lila Mengindra with him went. The prince Approached the King's pavilion, and at once The King remarked his beauty and his mien Of noble grace. "Who can he be?" he thought. Meanwhile the prince dismounted and appeared Before the King. Full seven times he bowed And said, "O may your happiness increase, Illustrious sovereign!" Then the King with smiles Lila Mengindra questioned, "Who is this Thou hither bringest, of such noble mien And amiable face?" With humble bow The former merchant said: "This slave of thine Has come from lands remote, from Kembajat, Upon the seashore, since thy Majesty He wished to see. His presents few he sent Before him, which he hopes thou wilt accept." The former merchant thought: "I would his rank Divulge. But some might think I lied because The King hath Bidasari wed, and if She knew she was a princess born she might Be very vain and haughty."