28 PRINCE PRIGIO.

CHAPTER V.
What Rrince rigio found in the ‘Garret.

HE prince walked from room to room of
Tt the palace; but, unless he wrapped him-
self up in a curtain, there was nothing
for him to wear when he went out in ~
the rain. At last he climbed up a
turret-stair in the very oldest part of the
‘castle, where he had never been before; and
at the very top was a little round room, a
kind of garret. The prince pushed in the door
with some difficulty—not that it was locked, but
the handle was rusty, and the wood had swollen
with the damp. The room was very dark;
only the last grey light of the rainy evening
came through a slit of a window, one of those
narrow windows that they used to fire arrows
out of in old times.

But in the dusk the prince saw a heap of
all sorts of things lying on the floor and on
the table. There were two caps; he put one
on—an old, grey, ugly cap it was, made of
felt. There was a pair of boots; and he
kicked off his slippers, and got into them.
They were a good deal worn, but fitted as if