The guards came to thrust him away, but he waved his staff, and they fell back from him as though there were power in that staff.

Now his slow, tortoise-like eyes seemed to catch sight of the glittering throne, and of him who sat upon it, and with long strides he walked to the throne and halted in front of it, again leaning on his staff.
"Who is this fellow," asked Janees in an angry voice, "who stands here and makes no obeisance to the King ?" "Are you a king ?" asked Kepher.

"I am very blind.

I thought you were but a common man such as I am, only clad in bright clothes.

Tell me, what is it like to be a king, and have all things beneath your feet.