"You know my method of speech with him?" the Prince asked.
"Yes," Sergius replied.
"If you have instructions for him, see they are given in a good light, for in the dark he cannot comprehend."
Nilo came, and kissed his master's hand. He understood the trouble which had befallen.
"This," the Prince said to him, "is Sergius, the monk. He believes he knows where the little Princess is, and has asked that you may go with him. Are you willing?"
The King looked assent.
"It is arranged," the master added to Sergius. "Have you other suggestion?"
"It were better he put off his African costume."
"For the Greek?"
"The Greek will excite less attention."