"I have remembered! I have remembered at last," he said almost with a cry.

"It is true! I was Rajah of Suryamer! It has come back to me at last!" Then as suddenly he crouched down again and covered his face with both hands.
"Roy!" said little Prince Akbar gravely.

"Why should you cry because you are a King?
I don't." The sentry laughed.

"By my word," he remarked, "there is a blessed pair of you Kings!" "Of course there is," assented the Heir-to-Empire with the greatest dignity.

"I have been one ever since I was born, and I always knew Roy belonged to me!" Then in quick impulse he ran over to the Rajput lad and flung his arms round his neck crying, "Oh Roy! Roy! I'm so glad you are my brother!" "Not so fast, young sir," objected the sentry, who was hugely amused and interested; "what proof can you bring of this, stripling ?" Roy lifted a scared face; then hung his head.
"None, save my memory, and this mark upon my breast.