and more turned from Seemsto-Be, notwithstanding the holidays, feasts
and parades. Little by little, they learned to watch daily for their
King, and with the children would run to greet him. More and more the
multitude pressed about Really-Is when he stood quietly in the street,
watching Seemsto-Be pass by in the splendid chariot of state. More and
more the people went daily with Really-Is to worship in the temple
sacred to the god Things-That-Ought-To-Be.

So the time came at last when the Magic Crown, tarnished and dull,
seemed but a mockery, fit only for the rubbish heap; when the Officers
of State spoke aloud their doubts and fears and the soldiers were openly
disobedient; when the people, as the pretender passed through the city
streets, no longer shouted aloud expressions of their loyalty, but, with
dark looks of doubt and anger, stood silent, or laughed in mocking glee.

And Seemsto-Be grew afraid.

Then in secret the false prince went alone to the house of his brother
the King and prostrated himself humbly.

"What is your wish, my brother?" asked Really-Is, kindly, "make known to
me your request."

And Seemsto-Be taking heart at the gentleness of Really-Is answered:
"This is my wish, O King--my brother, this is my request; that you come
to dwell with me in the royal palace, that you share with me the throne.
Twins we are, sons of our royal father, of the royal family Everyone.
Therefore let us rule together the Land of Allthetime."

Answered Really-Is. "By your coming to me, Seemsto-Be, I know that you,