Now, when the prince found that he was not likely to leave his father’s
kingdom again, he sent for his wife, and bade the messenger tell her
that he would await her coming in the town on the banks of the great
river. This was the reason why he delayed his journey so long, and
narrowly escaped being eaten by the crocodile. During the weeks that
followed the prince amused himself as best he could, though he counted
the minutes to the arrival of the princess, and when she did come, he
at once prepared to start for the court. That very night, however,
while he was asleep, the princess noticed something strange in one of
the corners of the room. It was a dark patch, and seemed, as she
looked, to grow longer and longer, and to be moving slowly towards the
cushions on which the prince was lying. She shrank in terror, but,
slight as was the noise, the thing heard it, and raised its head to
listen. Then she saw it was the long flat head of a serpent, and the
recollection of the prophecy rushed into her mind. Without waking her
husband, she glided out of bed, and taking up a heavy bowl of milk
which stood on a table, laid it on the floor in the path of the
serpent—for she knew that no serpent in the world can resist milk. She
held her breath as the snake drew near, and watched it throw up its
head again as if it was smelling something nice, while its forky tongue
darted out greedily. At length its eyes fell upon the milk, and in an
instant it was lapping it so fast that it was a wonder the creature did
not choke, for it never took its head from the bowl as long as a drop
was left in it. After that it dropped on the ground and slept heavily.
This was what the princess had been waiting for, and catching up her
husband’s sword, she severed the snake’s head from its body.
The morning after this adventure the prince and princess set out for
the king’s palace, but found when they reached it, that he was already
dead. They gave him a magnificent burial, and then the prince had to
examine the new laws which had been made in his absence, and do a great
deal of business besides, till he grew quite ill from fatigue, and was
obliged to go away to one of his palaces on the banks of the river, in
order to rest. Here he soon got better, and began to hunt, and to shoot
wild duck with his bow; and wherever he went, his dog, now grown very
old, went with him.
One morning the prince and his dog were out as usual, and in chasing
their game they drew near the bank of the river. The prince was running
at full speed after his dog when he almost fell over something that
looked like a log of wood, which was lying in his path. To his surprise
a voice spoke to him, and he saw that the thing which he had taken for
a branch was really a crocodile.
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