None of them knew anything. The sorcerer looked about him and asked: "Where is the lame one?"
The lame one had been left behind, but he was hurrying up for fear he should be too late. He came and asked what was his master's will. The sorcerer answered: "I want to find out whether you know anything about those three doves that used to bathe in my brother's pond."
"Of course I know about them, for I have been driving them before me. They are bathing in the Red Sea now."
The sorcerer said: "You must take up this man and carry him as far as their gold-roofed palace," and he took the lad aside and whispered in his ear:
"When the devil asks you how quick he is to take you, if he says: ′As quickly as the wind blows?′ say ′No′; and if he says, ′As quickly as the step goes?′ say ′No′ again. But if he says, ′As quickly as the air goes?′ say ′Even so.′ If your cap falls, do not look after it, and don't tell the devil about it, or he will let you fall and won't carry you to the palace. When you are seven miles from the palace you will see it, and the devil
