First he opened the chest in which the precious jewels of the Sultan were kept; then out of the same chest he took something which he had kept there. He kissed it and pressed it to his eyes, and then he opened the package. And what was it? It was the same garment which he had worn when he was sold as a slave. He took off his courtier's clothes and put on that garment and he stood before the mirror and said, "Ayaz, do you remember today what you were before? Nothing; a slave brought before the king to be sold. The king appreciated something in you; perhaps you do not deserve it. But try your best to be faithful to the king who has made you what you are, and never forget the day when you wore this garment, that you may not raise your head in pride above the others who work under you; and never allow your feeling of gratitude to leave you, for prosperity is always intoxicating. Keep yourself sober and thank God, and pray God to grant the Sultan a long life, and be grateful for all that has been given to you."