Elise was now fifteen years old, she was sent for home; but when the
Queen saw how beautiful she was, she hated her the more, and would
willingly have transformed her like her brothers into a wild swan, but
she dared not do so, because the King wished to see his daughter.
So the next morning the Queen went into a bath which was made of marble,
and fitted up with soft pillows and the gayest carpets; she took three
toads, kissed them, and said to one, ‘Settle thou upon Elise’s head that
she may become dull and sleepy like thee.’--‘Settle thou upon her
forehead,’ said she to another, ‘and let her become ugly like thee, so
that her father may not know her again.’ And ‘Do thou place thyself upon
her bosom,’ whispered she to the third, ‘that her heart may become
corrupt and evil, a torment to herself.’ She then put the toads into the
clear water, which was immediately tinted with a green colour, and
having called Elise, took off her clothes and made her get into the
bath--one toad settled among her hair, another on her forehead, and the
third upon her bosom, but Elise seemed not at all aware of it; she rose
up and three poppies were seen swimming on the water. Had not the
animals been poisonous and kissed by a witch, they would have been
changed into roses whilst they remained on Elise’s head and heart--she
was too good for magic to have any power over her. When the Queen
perceived this, she rubbed walnut juice all over the maiden’s skin, so
that it became quite swarthy, smeared a nasty salve over her lovely
face, and entangled her long thick hair,--it was impossible to recognise
the beautiful Elise after this.
When her father saw her he was shocked, and said she could not be his
daughter; no one would have anything to do with her but the mastiff and
the swallows; but they, poor things, could not say anything in her
favour.
Poor Elise wept, and thought of her eleven brothers, not one of whom she
saw at the palace. In great distress she stole away and wandered the
whole day over fields and moors, till she reached the forest. She knew
not where to go, but she was so sad, and longed so much to see her
brothers, who had been driven out into the world, that she determined to
seek and find them.
She had not been long in the forest when night came on, and she lost her
way amid the darkness. So she lay down on the soft moss, said her
evening prayer, and leaned her head against the trunk of a tree. It was
so still in the forest, the air was mild, and from the grass and mould
around gleamed the green light of many hundred glowworms, and when Elise
lightly touched one of the branches hanging over her, bright insects
fell down upon her like falling stars.
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