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                                             [A Hall in the Emperor’s Palace]

                         [As the curtain goes up, the Emperor is seen coming out of his
                     dressing room into the hall where his Chief Adviser is waiting.  The
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                     Emperor is in a very angry mood.]
                         Emperor: [Pointing to something in his dressing room]: Useless!
                     All these clothes are useless! Not one of the suits can be worn by me.
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                         chief adviser: Your Majesty, these are the best that I could get for
                     you today.

                         Emperor: ‘The best’ did you say?  If these are the best, then my
                     empire is full of worthless tailors.  Banish them all!  Send them one and
                     all out of the country.  I want new clothes.  I want new clothes.  I want
                     a tailor who can make me a different set of clothes every day.  You may
                     go now.  Come to me only when you find a new tailor.

                         [The Chief Adviser bows and takes a few steps towards the door,
                     then stops and turns towards the Emperor again]

                         Emperor: Have you something more to say?
                         chief adviser: Your Majesty, since yesterday two weavers from a
                     distant place have been waiting outside the palace to see you.

                         Emperor: [in an angry tone] Weavers! But I don’t need weavers.
                     I want good tailors.  I want tailors who’ll make me new clothes.

                         chief adviser: Your Majesty, these men say that they’ve found a
                     secret way of weaving the finest silk cloth and making the most beautiful
                     clothes from the cloth that they weave.  They claim to be magic tailors.

                         Emperor: Magic tailors!  Who make the most beautiful clothes! Then,
                     why are you wasting your time here? Go and bring them in at once.
                         [The Advisor goes out. The two weavers enter the court and bow to
                     the Emperor]

                         Emperor: Come in, come in, my men. I hear you have some very fine
                     clothes to show me.  The clothes that you make must be very wonderful
                     indeed!

                         first Weaver: They are, Your Majesty.  But before we begin our work,
                     we require a large quantity of the finest silk and the purest gold thread.



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