Then he settled himself down in the center of the cloak, feeling quite
sad and lonely.

"I think I'll go home," said he, and repeated his "Abracadabra, tum tum
ti!" with a rather heavy heart. The more he had, the more he wanted;
and it is not always one can have everything one wants--at least, at the
exact minute one craves for it; not even though one is a prince, and has
a powerful and beneficent godmother.

He did not like to vex her by calling for her and telling her how
unhappy he was, in spite of all her goodness; so he just kept his
trouble to himself, went back to his lonely tower, and spent three days
in silent melancholy, without even attempting another journey on his
traveling-cloak.



CHAPTER VI

The fourth day it happened that the deaf-mute paid his accustomed visit,
after which Prince Dolor's spirits rose. They always did when he got the
new books which, just to relieve his conscience, the King of Nomansland
regularly sent to his nephew; with many new toys also, though the latter
were disregarded now.

"Toys, indeed! when I'm a big boy," said the Prince, with disdain,
and would scarcely condescend to mount a rocking-horse which had
come, somehow or other,--I can't be expected to explain things very
exactly,--packed on the back of the other, the great black horse, which