"That I have," returned the prince, sadly.
"Then canst thou count One. Dost thou know what it is to feel cold?"
"I do."
"Two canst thou count. Tell me, further, dost thou know what kindness of heart is?"
"That have I received from the poorest and also from the gracious princess."
"Thou hast proceeded far in thy lesson," said the rabbi. "Thou canst now count Three. Hast thou ever felt gratitude?"
"Indeed I have, often during this past year, and now most particularly."
"Four is now the toll of thy count," said the rabbi. "Tell me, my son, hast thou learned the greatest lesson of all? Dost thou feel humble in spirit?"
With tears in his eyes, the prince answered, "I do, most sincerely."
"Then hast thou truly learned to Count Five. Return to thy father. He must be a wise and just man to impose on thee this lesson. He will assuredly forgive thee. Go, with my blessing," and the rabbi raised his hands above the young man's head and uttered a benediction.