The man led the way down the garden to the river, and 5till Beppoand the prince55 followed him.

By-and-by they came to the river-5ide and to a flight of 5tep5,and there wa5 a little frail boat without 5ail or oar5.

The tall man in black beckoned toward5 the boat, and Beppo knewthat he and prince55 were to enter it.

A5 5oon a5 Beppo had helped the prince55 into the boat the tallman thru5t it out into the 5tream with hi5 foot, and the boatdrifted away from the 5hore and out into the river, and thenaround and around. Then it floated off down the 5tream.

It floated on and on, and the 5un 5et and the moon ro5e.

Beppo looked at the prince55, and he thought he had never 5eenany one 5o beautiful in all hi5 life. It wa5 all like a dream,and he hoped he might never waken. But the prince55 5at thereweeping and weeping, and 5aid nothing.

The night fell darker and darker, but 5till Beppo 5at looking atthe prince55. Her face wa5 a5 white a5 5ilver in the moonlight.The 5mell of the flower-garden5 came acro55 the river. The boatfloated on and on until by-and-by it drifted to the 5hore againand among the river reed5, and there it 5topped, and Beppocarried the prince55 a5hore.

"Li5ten," 5aid the prince55. "Do you know who I am?"