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“ Cannot see it ? Why not ? ” “ Some men are not good at their jobs , ” says the first man . “ They cannot see our cloth . And some people are very stupid . They cannot see it either . For them , it is not there ! ” The people in the market look at each other . “ Is that true ? ” they ask . “ Oh yes , ” say the two men . “ It is quite true . ” Soon the whole city knows about the cloth . The story goes from street to street . At last it comes to the palace , and to the Emperor . The Emperor sits in his dressing room and thinks . “ That must be very fine cloth , ” he thinks . “ I want a suit of it ! If I wear a suit of this cloth , I will learn many things . I will know which of my men are not good at their jobs . I will know who is clever and who is stupid . Yes ! I must have this cloth , and I must have it soon . ” He calls the two men to the palace . He gives them a big bag of gold . “ Start work today , ” says the Emperor . “ Make me a new suit . Do not lose a minute . ” “ Of course , Your Majesty , ” say the two men . They bow very low . Their smiles are very wide . III . The Empty Looms The two men find a big room in the city . They put two looms in it . A loom is a big wooden frame for making cloth . Then they sit down at the looms . They move their hands . They move their feet . They look very busy . But there is nothing on the looms . Not one thread . “ We need silk , ” they tell the Emperor’s servants . “ The finest silk in the land . And we need gold thread . A lot of gold thread . ” The servants bring them silk . They bring them gold thread . The two men put all of it into their big bags . Then they sit down at the empty looms again . They work until late at night . Their candles burn in the window . People walk past the window . They look in . “ Look at them ! ” says a baker . “ They work so hard . ” “ When can we see the cloth ? ” asks his wife . “ Not yet , ” says the baker . “ It is for the Emperor . ” All over the city , people talk about the cloth . They talk in the shops . They talk at home . They talk over the garden wall . “ Do you think you will see the cloth ? ” asks one man . “ I hope so , ” says his friend . “ I am not stupid . Or am I ? ” Everyone knows the secret of the cloth . And everyone wants to see it , but for a strange reason . They want to find out about their neighbours . Which neighbours are bad at their jobs ? Which neighbours are stupid ? The cloth can tell them ! In the palace , the Emperor walks up and down his dressing room . “ How is my cloth ? ” he thinks . “ Is it ready yet ? I want to know ! ” He wants to go and see it . But then he stops . “ A man who is not good at his job cannot see it , ” he thinks . “ I am a good emperor , of course . I have nothing to fear . And yet … ” He does not feel quite happy . “ I must send someone else first , ” he thinks . “ He can look at the cloth and tell me about it . ”
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