There were only three men standing there, in white robes, with white turbans upon their heads.

The turban of one was hemmed with gold.

There was gold, too, upon his robe.
"No," said Linforth.

"He has not yet come," and even as he turned again to look down into that strange gulf of steps the man with the gold-hemmed turban changed his attitude and showed Linforth the profile of his face.
Linforth was startled.
"Is that the Prince ?" he exclaimed.

He saw a man, young to be sure, but older than Shere Ali, and surely taller too.