[Illustration: THE THREE STOOD BREATHLESS, AWAITING THE RESULT.] "No, look here--hold on!" cried Gerald, "perhaps I'd better----" But, in the meantime, Jimmy had planted a loud, cheerful-sounding kiss on the Princess's pale cheek, and now the three stood breathless, awaiting the result. And the result was that the Princess opened large, dark eyes, stretched out her arms, yawned a little, covering her mouth with a small brown hand, and said, quite plainly and distinctly, and without any room at all for mistake:-- "Then the hundred years are over? How the yew hedges have grown! Which of you is my Prince that aroused me from my deep sleep of so many long years?" "I did," said Jimmy fearlessly, for she did not look as though she were going to slap any one. "My noble preserver!" said the Princess, and held out her hand. Jimmy shook it vigorously. "But I say," said he, "you aren't really a Princess, are you?" "Of course I am," she answered; "who else could I be? Look at my crown!" She pulled aside the spangled veil, and showed beneath it a coronet of what even Jimmy could not help seeing to be diamonds. "But----" said Jimmy. "Why," she said, opening her eyes very wide, "you must have known about my being here, or you'd never have come. How _did_ you get past the dragons?" Gerald ignored the question. "I say," he said, "do you really believe in magic, and all that?" "I ought to," she said, "if anybody does. Look, here's the place where I pricked my finger with the spindle." She showed a little scar on her wrist. "Then this really _is_ an enchanted castle?" "Of course it is," said the Princess. "How stupid you are!" She stood up, and her pink brocaded dress lay in bright waves about her feet. "I said her dress would be too long," said Jimmy. "It was the right length when I went to sleep," said the Princess; "it must have grown in the hundred years." "I don't believe you're a Princess at all," said Jimmy; "at least----" "Don't bother about believing it, if you don't like," said the Princess. "It doesn't so much matter what you believe as what I am." She turned to the others. "Let's go back to the castle," she said, "and I'll show you all my lovely jewels and things. Wouldn't you like that?" "Yes," said Gerald with very plain hesitation. "But----" "But what?" The Princess's tone was impatient. "But we're most awfully hungry." "Oh, so am I!" cried the Princess. "We've had nothing to eat since breakfast." "And it's three now," said the Princess, looking at the sun-dial. "Why, you've had nothing to eat for hours and hours and hours. But think of me! I haven't had anything to eat for a hundred years. Come along to the castle." "The mice will have eaten everything," said Jimmy sadly. He saw now that she really _was_ a Princess.