Presently the conch-shells sounded again.
"The Prince and the Princess!" cried a voice.
The King leaned over from his throne and whispered in the sailor's
ear:--
"My eldest daughter and her husband. They were married just a year ago.
The Prince is a youth of the world above, and wears the first of the
enchanted rings."
Now entered the eldest Princess of the Sea, walking by the side of her
husband. And in the husband the young sailor beheld the elder of his two
brothers. And though the young sailor stretched out his arms to them,
neither of his brothers remembered him, for while faint and hungry, they
had forgotten the warning of the Witch of the Sands and had eaten of the
bread of the under-world. Thus had the memory of the world above, the
lost emerald, and their father's plight faded away.
The conches sounded a third time.
"Come to the wedding banquet," cried the King. "You shall sit beside my
youngest daughter."
And now the sailor lad, willy nilly, was hurried into the banquet hall,
and seated at the royal table beside the King's youngest daughter.
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