"So give a good look right through the flowers." "No!" said little Akbar, "I've got to shut my eyes; then I can see her with my other eyes." But his father was too busy directing the festival to hear what he said.
So the first day passed on and everybody thought it was the very finest entertainment that ever was seen.

But the second day surpassed it.

The crowds, all in scarlet, filling the gardens, looked like bright roses amid the green leaves, and the blare of golden trumpets, the scattering of golden coins as _largesse_, the stately processions of soldiers made it, indeed, a marvellous show of power; and this was increased by the arrival of ambassadors from the Shah of Persia, who had so much helped King Humayon.

They brought magnificent presents and hearty congratulations on success.

So, nothing was lacking; and at night, lit up by red fires, the scene was one never to be forgotten.