Tom: I have always dreamed of seeing a real prince!(Excited he presses his nose against gates.) 1st Guard: Mind your manners, you young beggar! (Seizes Tom by collar and sends him sprawling into crowed. Villagers laugh, as Tom slowly gets to his feet. Prince: (rushes to gates). How dare you treat a poor subject of the King in such a manner! Open the gates and let him in! (As Villagers see prince, they take off their hats and bow low)
Prince: (Sighing, wistfully) If I could wear your clothes and play in the mud just once, with no one to forbid me,I think I could give up the crown! Tom: ( Shaking his head). And if I could wear your fine clothes just once, your highness. Prince: Would you like that? Come, then. You can take off your rags and put on my clothes-and I will put on yours.( He leads Tom behind screen, and they return shortly, each wearing the others clothes.) Lets look at yourself in the mirror. (leads Tom to mirror)
Tom: Oh, Your Highness, it is not proper for me to wear me to wear such clothes. Prince: (excitedely, as he looks in the mirror). Heavens, do you not see it? We look like brothers! We have the same features and bearing. If we went about together, dressed alike, there is no one who could say which is the Prince of Whales and which is Tom Canty! Tom: (drawing back and rubbing his hand.) Your Highness, I am frightened... Prince: Do not worry.