"Well, I suppose it MIGHT be possible," said the Doctor. "Let me see--," and he went over to his medicine-bag, murmuring something about "liberated chlorine on animal-pigment-- perhaps zinc-ointment, as a temporary measure, spread thick--"

Well, that night Prince Bumpo came secretly to the Doctor in prison and said to him,

"White Man, I am an unhappy prince. Years ago I went in search of The Sleeping Beauty, whom I had read of in a book. And having traveled through the world many days, I at last found her and kissed the lady very gently to awaken her--as the book said I should. 'Tis true indeed that she awoke. But when she saw my face she cried out, `Oh, he's black!' And she ran away and wouldn't marry me--but went to sleep again somewhere else. So I came back, full of sadness, to my father's kingdom. Now I hear that you are a wonderful magician and have many powerful potions. So I come to you for help. If you will turn me white, so that I may go back to The Sleeping Beauty, I will give you half my kingdom and anything besides you ask."