"'Oh, ho!' said the king, tapping his forehead with his forefinger, 'I have it all. I've found her out. Don't you see it, queen? Princess Makemnoit has bewitched her.' "'That's just what I say,' answered the queen. "'I beg your pardon, my love; I did not hear you. John! bring the steps I get on my throne with.' "For he was a little king with a great throne, like many other kings. "The throne-steps were brought, and set upon the dining-table, and John got upon the top of them. But he could not reach the little princess, who lay like a baby-laughter-cloud in the air, exploding continuously. "'Take the tongs, John,' said his majesty; and getting up on the table, he handed them to him. "John could reach the baby now, and the little princess was handed down by the tongs. * * * * * "CHAPTER IV.--WHERE IS SHE? "One fine summer day, a month after these her first adventures, during which time she had been very carefully watched, the princess was lying on the bed in the queen's own chamber, fast asleep. One of the windows was open, for it was noon, and the day so sultry that the little girl was wrapped in nothing less etherial than slumber itself. The queen came into the room, and not observing that the baby was on the bed, opened another window. A frolicsome fairy wind which had been watching for a chance of mischief, rushed in at the one window, and taking its way over the bed where the child was lying, caught her up, and rolling and floating her along like a piece of flue, or a dandelion-seed, carried her with it through the opposite window, and away. The queen went down stairs, quite ignorant of the loss she had herself occasioned. When the nurse returned, she supposed that her majesty had carried her off, and, dreading a scolding, delayed making inquiry about her. But hearing nothing, she grew uneasy, and went at length to the queen's boudoir, where she found her majesty. "'Please your majesty, shall I take the baby?' said she. "'Where is she?' asked the queen. "'Please forgive me. I know it was wrong.' "'What do you mean?' said the queen, looking grave. "'Oh! don't frighten me, your majesty!' exclaimed the nurse, clapping her hands. "The queen saw that something was amiss, and fell down in a faint. The nurse rushed about the palace, screaming, 'My baby! my baby!'