day.'

‘Ah,' said the Sultan, ‘you do not know what you are talking
about. Whoever puts this cap on his head and wishes himself in
any place, will find himself there in a moment.'

‘But who made it?' asked Fortunatus.

‘That I cannot tell you,' replied the Sultan.

‘Is it very heavy to wear?' asked Fortunatus.

‘No, quite light,' replied the Sultan, ‘just feel it.'

Fortunatus took the cap and put it on his head, and then, without
thinking, wished himself back in the ship that was starting for
Famagosta. In a second he was standing at the prow, while the
anchor was being weighed, and while the Sultan was repenting of
his folly in allowing Fortunatus to try on the cap, the vessel
was making fast for Cyprus.

When it arrived, Fortunatus found his wife and children well, but
the two old people were dead and buried. His sons had grown tall
and strong, but unlike their father had no wish to see the world,
and found their chief pleasure in hunting and tilting. In the
main, Fortunatus was content to stay quietly at home, and if a
restless fit did seize upon him, he was able to go away for a few
hours without being missed, thanks to the cap, which he never
sent back to the Sultan.