and in their places stood a lovely lady whom they did not know, the
Black Bird, and the Green Giant. King Gridelin had no sooner set eyes
upon the lady than with a cry of joy he clasped her in his arms, for
it was no other than his long-lost wife, Santorina, about whose
imprisonment in Fairyland you may perhaps read some day.
Then the Black Bird and the Green Giant resumed their natural form,
for they were enchanters, and up flew Lolotte and Mirlifiche in their
chariots, and then there was a great kissing and congratulating, for
everybody had regained someone he loved, including the enchanters,
who loved their natural forms dearly. After this they repaired to the
Palace, and the wedding of Prince Vivien and Princess Placida was held
at once with all the splendour imaginable.
King Gridelin and Queen Santorina, after all their experiences had no
further desire to reign, so they retired happily to a peaceful place,
leaving their kingdom to the Prince and Princess, who were beloved by
all their subjects, and found their greatest happiness all their lives
long in making other people happy.
Nonchalante et Papillon
LITTLE ONE-EYE, LITTLE TWO-EYES, AND LITTLE THREE-EYES
There was once a woman who had three daughters, of whom the eldest was
called Little One-eye, because she had only one eye in the middle of her
forehead; and the second, Little Two-eyes, because she had two eyes like
other people; and the youngest, Little Three-eyes, because she had three
eyes, and _her_ third eye was also in the middle of her forehead. But
because Little Two-eyes did not look any different from other children,
her sisters and mother could not bear her. They would say to her, ‘You
with your two eyes are no better than common folk; you don’t belong to
us.’ They pushed her here, and threw her wretched clothes there, and
gave her to eat only what they left, and they were as unkind to her as
ever they could be.
It happened one day that Little Two-eyes had to go out into the fields
to take care of the goat, but she was still quite hungry because her
sisters had given her so little to eat. So she sat down in the meadow
and began to cry, and she cried so much that two little brooks ran out
of her eyes. But when she looked up once in her grief there stood a
woman beside her who asked, ‘Little Two-eyes, what are you crying for?’
Little Two-eyes answered, ‘Have I not reason to cry? Because I have two
eyes like other people, my sisters and my mother cannot bear me; they
push me out of one corner into another, and give me nothing to eat
except what they leave. To-day they have given me so little that I am
still quite hungry.’ Then the wise woman said, ‘Little Two-eyes, dry
your eyes, and I will tell you something so that you need never be
hungry again. Only say to your goat,
“Little goat, bleat, Little table, appear,”
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