Yes, Broad would come, for a master who was good enough for Long was good enough for him too. So now the Prince had two servants. He rode on across the plain toward the mountains, and the two followed him.
After a while they came to a man sitting by the way with a bandage over his eyes. The Prince stopped and spoke to him.
“Are you blind, my poor fellow, that you wear a bandage over your eyes?”
“No,” answered the man, “I am not blind. I wear the bandage because I see too well without it. Even now, with this bandage, I can see as clearly as you ever can. If I take it off, I can see for hundreds of miles, and when I look at anything steadily my sight is so strong that the thing is riven to pieces, or bursts into flame and is burned.”
“That is a very curious thing,” said the Prince. “Could you break yonder rock to pieces merely by looking at it?”
“Yes, I could do that.”
“I would like to see it done,” said the Prince.
Well, the man was ready to oblige him. So he took the bandage from his eyes and fixed his gaze on the rock. First the rock grew hot, and then it smoked, and then, with a great noise, it exploded into tiny fragments, so that the pieces flew about through the air.
“Yes, you are even more wonderful than these other two,” said the Prince, “and they are wonderful enough. How are you called?”
“My name is Sharpsight.”