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She
so
contrived
it
by
her
deceitful
spells
,
that
the
next
night
the
prince
could
not
by
any
endeavour
find
his
way
to
the
glade
.
It
would
take
me
too
long
to
tell
her
tricks
.
They
would
be
amusing
to
us
,
who
know
that
they
could
not
do
any
harm
,
but
they
were
something
other
than
amusing
to
the
poor
prince
.
He
wandered
about
the
forest
till
daylight
,
and
then
fell
fast
asleep
.
The
same
thing
occurred
for
seven
following
days
,
during
which
neither
could
he
find
the
good
fairy
’
s
cottage
.
After
the
third
quarter
of
the
moon
,
however
,
the
bad
fairy
thought
she
might
be
at
ease
about
the
affair
for
a
fortnight
at
least
,
for
there
was
no
chance
of
the
prince
wishing
to
kiss
the
princess
during
that
period
.
So
the
first
day
of
the
fourth
quarter
he
did
find
the
cottage
,
and
the
next
day
he
found
the
glade
.
For
nearly
another
week
he
haunted
it
.
But
the
princess
never
came
.
I
have
little
doubt
she
was
on
the
farther
edge
of
it
some
part
of
every
night
,
but
at
this
period
she
always
wore
black
,
and
,
there
being
little
or
no
light
,
the
prince
never
saw
her
.
Nor
would
he
have
known
her
if
he
had
seen
her
.
How
could
he
have
taken
the
worn
decrepit
creature
she
was
now
,
for
the
glorious
Princess
Daylight
?
At
last
,
one
night
when
there
was
no
moon
at
all
,
he
ventured
near
the
house
.
There
he
heard
voices
talking
,
although
it
was
past
midnight
;
for
her
women
were
in
considerable
uneasiness
,
because
the
one
whose
turn
it
was
to
watch
her
had
fallen
asleep
,
and
had
not
seen
which
way
she
went
,
and
this
was
a
night
when
she
would
probably
wander
very
far
,
describing
a
circle
which
did
not
touch
the
open
glade
at
all
,
but
stretched
away
from
the
back
of
the
house
,
deep
into
that
side
of
the
forest
—
a
part
of
which
the
prince
knew
nothing
.
When
he
understood
from
what
they
said
that
she
had
disappeared
,
and
that
she
must
have
gone
somewhere
in
the
said
direction
,
he
plunged
at
once
into
the
wood
to
see
if
he
could
find
her
.
For
hours
he
roamed
with
nothing
to
guide
him
but
the
vague
notion
of
a
circle
which
on
one
side
bordered
on
the
house
,
for
so
much
had
he
picked
up
from
the
talk
he
had
overheard
.
It
was
getting
towards
the
dawn
,
but
as
yet
there
was
no
streak
of
light
in
the
sky
,
when
he
came
to
a
great
birch
-
tree
,
and
sat
down
weary
at
the
foot
of
it
.
While
he
sat
—
very
miserable
,
you
may
be
sure
—
full
of
fear
for
the
princess
,
and
wondering
how
her
attendants
could
take
it
so
quietly
,
he
bethought
himself
that
it
would
not
be
a
bad
plan
to
light
a
fire
,
which
,
if
she
were
anywhere
near
,
would
attract
her
.
This
he
managed
with
a
tinder
-
box
,
which
the
good
fairy
had
given
him
.
It
was
just
beginning
to
blaze
up
,
when
he
heard
a
moan
,
which
seemed
to
come
from
the
other
side
of
the
tree
.
He
sprung
to
his
feet
,
but
his
heart
throbbed
so
that
he
had
to
lean
for
a
moment
against
the
tree
before
he
could
move
.
When
he
got
round
,
there
lay
a
human
form
in
a
little
dark
heap
on
the
earth
.
There
was
light
enough
from
his
fire
to
show
that
it
was
not
the
princess
.
He
lifted
it
in
his
arms
,
hardly
heavier
than
a
child
,
and
carried
it
to
the
flame
.
The
countenance
was
that
of
an
old
woman
,
but
it
had
a
fearfully
strange
look
.
A
black
hood
concealed
her
hair
,
and
her
eyes
were
closed
.
He
laid
her
down
as
comfortably
as
he
could
,
chafed
her
hands
,
put
a
little
cordial
from
a
bottle
,
also
the
gift
of
the
fairy
,
into
her
mouth
;
took
off
his
coat
and
wrapped
it
about
her
,
and
in
short
did
the
best
he
could
.
In
a
little
while
she
opened
her
eyes
and
looked
at
him
—
so
pitifully
!
The
tears
rose
and
flowed
from
her
grey
wrinkled
cheeks
,
but
she
said
never
a
word
.
She
closed
her
eyes
again
,
but
the
tears
kept
on
flowing
,
and
her
whole
appearance
was
so
utterly
pitiful
that
the
prince
was
near
crying
too
.
He
begged
her
to
tell
him
what
was
the
matter
,
promising
to
do
all
he
could
to
help
her
;
but
still
she
did
not
speak
He
thought
she
was
dying
,
and
took
her
in
his
arms
again
to
carry
her
to
the
princess
’
s
house
,
where
he
thought
the
good
-
natured
cook
might
be
able
to
do
something
for
her
.
When
he
lifted
her
,
the
tears
flowed
yet
faster
,
and
she
gave
such
a
sad
moan
that
it
went
to
his
very
heart
.
“
Mother
,
mother
!
”
he
said
.
“
Poor
mother
!
”
and
kissed
her
on
the
withered
lips
.
She
started
;
and
what
eyes
they
were
that
opened
upon
him
!
But
he
did
not
see
them
,
for
it
was
still
very
dark
,
and
he
had
enough
to
do
to
make
his
way
through
the
trees
towards
the
house
.
Just
as
he
approached
the
door
,
feeling
more
tired
than
he
could
have
imagined
possible
—
she
was
such
a
little
thin
old
thing
—
she
began
to
move
,
and
became
so
restless
that
,
unable
to
carry
her
a
moment
longer
,
he
thought
to
lay
her
on
the
grass
.
But
she
stood
upright
on
her
feet
.
Her
hood
had
dropped
,
and
her
hair
fell
about
her
.
The
first
gleam
of
the
morning
was
caught
on
her
face
:
that
face
was
bright
as
the
never
-
aging
Dawn
,
and
her
eyes
were
lovely
as
the
sky
of
darkest
blue
.
The
prince
recoiled
in
overmastering
wonder
.
It
was
Daylight
herself
whom
he
had
brought
from
the
forest
!
He
fell
at
her
feet
,
nor
dared
to
look
up
until
she
laid
her
hand
upon
his
head
.
He
rose
then
.
“
You
kissed
me
when
I
was
an
old
woman
:
there
!
I
kiss
you
when
I
am
a
young
princess
,
”
murmured
Daylight
.
—
“
Is
that
the
sun
coming
?
”
