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Rh north, where his mango tree stood awaiting him.

The Prince sighed wearily. "Oh, how stupid I am!" said he. "But I will get the Siddhi-kur even yet, and carry him to my master, Nagarguna, if I have to spend the rest of my life in doing it!"

And so it came about that in a few days the Khan's son was again journeying back toward the cave of Nagarguna bearing upon his back the Siddhi-kur.

"Friend," said that creature of magic, at length. "I have just bethought me of a marvellous tale which I am minded to tell you. You may listen or not, as you wish; for me, at least, it will make the way and the hours seem shorter. The name of this story is 'The Fortunes of Shrikantha.