"Come back," said the princess. The prince came. "I like you, you do as you are told. Are you good?"
"Not so good as I should like to be," said the prince.
"Then go and grow better," said the princess.
The prince went, more sadly.
"Come back," said the princess. The prince came. "I think you must be a prince," she said.
"Because you do as you are told, and you tell the truth. Will you tell me what the sun looks like?"
"Why, everybody knows that," said the prince.
"I am different from everybody," said the princess,—"I don't know."
"But," said the prince, "do you not look when you wake up in the morning?"