fashion a great wooden bird, large enough to carry a man, and I will fit it with wings, hinges and springs so that it will fly through the air."
"And I," cried the Painter's son, catching the idea at once, "will paint and adorn it with marvellously beautiful colors, so that it will look like a Bird of Paradise."
They were all much excited by this time and prayed the Wood-carver's son to tell them more.
"Why, then," said he, "the Prince's son shall fly in my wonder bird to the palace of the Khan—"
"And when that wicked ruler sees the beauty and the color of it," interrupted the Painter's son, "he will go up to the roof to receive it, with all his royal household, and then—and then———"
"You can snatch up your wife and bear her away!" they all shouted at once to the Prince's son, who was fairly trembling with joy and hope.
The Wood-carver's son fell to work at
