Tom: In the summer,we run races and swim in the river,and we love to wallow in the mud. 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 cloths just once, your highness..... prince: would you like that? come, then we shall change places. you can take off your rags and put on my clothes-and I will put on your's. (he leads Tom behind screen, and they return shortly, each wear the others clothes). lets look at ourselves in this mirror.
Tom: oh, your highness, it is not proper for me to wear such clothes. prince: (excitedly, as he looks in mirror). Heavens, do you not see it? we look like brothers! we have the same features and bearing. If we went about together, there is no one who could say which is the prince of wales and which is Tom Canty!