He went to his own room , took a portmanteau in his hand , sat down on the carpet , and said : `` I wish I were in Gluckstein . '' In a moment there he found himself ; for this was that famous carpet which Prince Hussein bought long ago , in the market at Bisnagar , and which the fairies had brought , with the other presents , to the christening of Prince Prigio . -LSB- Illustration : Page 40 -RSB- When he arrived at the house where the ball was going on , he put the magical carpet in the portmanteau , and left it in the cloakroom , receiving a numbered ticket in exchange . Then he marched in all his glory -LRB- and , of course , without the cap of darkness -RRB- into the room where they were dancing . Everybody made place for him , bowing down to the ground , and the loyal band struck up The Prince 's March : Heaven bless our Prince Prigio ! What is there he does n't know ? Greek , Swiss , German -LRB- High and Low -RRB- , And the names of the mountains in Mexico , Heaven bless the prince ! He used to be very fond of this march , and the words -- some people even said he had made them himself . But now , somehow , he did n't much like it . He went straight to the Duke of Stumpfelbahn , the Hereditary Master of the Ceremonies , and asked to be introduced to the beautiful young lady . She was the daughter of the new English Ambassador , and her name was Lady Rosalind . But she nearly fainted when she heard who it was that wished to dance with her , for she was not at all particularly clever ; and the prince had such a bad character for snubbing girls , and asking them difficult questions . However , it was impossible to refuse , and so she danced with the prince , and he danced very well . Then they sat out in the conservatory , among the flowers , where nobody came near them ; and then they danced again , and then the Prince took her down to supper . And all the time he never once said , `` Have you read this ? '' or `` Have you read that ? '' or , `` What ! you never heard of Alexander the Great ? '' or Julius Caesar , or Michael Angelo , or whoever it might be -- horrid , difficult questions he used to ask . That was the way he used to go on : but now he only talked to the young lady about herself ; and she quite left off being shy or frightened , and asked him all about his own country , and about the Firedrake shooting , and said how fond she was of hunting herself .
And the XXXXX said : `` Oh , if you wish it , you shall have the horns and tail of a Firedrake to hang up in your hall , to-morrow evening ! ''
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