skylight!"

Without a moment's delay he began searching for the bolt, the cloak
remaining balanced in the air. The minute the window was opened, out it
sailed--right into the clear fresh air, with nothing between it and the
cloudless blue. Prince Dolor had never felt such delicious sensation
before.

The happiness of the Prince cannot be described, when he got out of
Hopeless Tower, and found himself for the first time in the pure open
air, with the sky above him and the earth below.

True, there was nothing but earth and sky; no houses, no trees, no
rivers, mountains, seas--not a beast on the ground, or a bird in the
air. But to him even the level plain looked beautiful; and then there
was the glorious arch of the sky, with a little young moon sitting in
the west like a baby queen. And the evening breeze was so sweet and
fresh, it kissed him like his godmother's kisses; and by-and-by a few
stars came out, first two or three, and then quantities--quantities! so
that when he began to count them, he was utterly bewildered.

By this time, however, the breeze had become cold and as he had, as he
said, no outdoor clothes, poor Prince Dolor began to shiver.

"Perhaps I had better go home," thought he.

But how--for in his excitement the other words which his godmother had
told him to use had slipped his memory, and the cloak only went faster
and faster, skimming on through the dusky, empty air.

The poor little Prince began to feel frightened. What if his wonderful
traveling-cloak should keep on thus traveling, perhaps to the world's
end, carrying with it a poor, tired, hungry boy.

"Dear godmother," he cried pitifully, "do help me! Tell me just this
once and I'll never forget again."

Instantly the words came to him and he repeated them. "Abracadabra, tum,
tum, ti!" The cloak began to turn slowly, and immediately started back,
as fast as ever, in the direction of the tower.

The skylight he found exactly as he had left it, and he slipped in as
easily as he had gotten out. He had scarcely reached the floor when he
heard his nurse's voice outside.

"Bless us! what has become of your Royal Highness all this time? To sit
stupidly here at the window until it is quite dark and leave the
skylight open too. Prince, what can you be thinking of? You are the
silliest boy I ever knew."

But he did not mind what she said.

The instant Prince Dolor got off the cloak it folded itself up into a
tiny parcel and rolled itself