Then Fiordelisa knew why the King had not heeded her, and taking a handful of pearls and diamonds out of her sack, she said, ‘If you can promise me that to-night the King shall not have his sleeping draught, I will give you all these jewels.’ ‘Oh! I promise that willingly,’ said the page. At this moment Turritella appeared, and at the first sight of the savoury pie, with the pretty little birds all singing and chattering, she cried:-- ‘That is an admirable pie, little kitchen-maid. Pray what will you take for it?’ ‘The usual price,’ she answered. ‘To sleep once more in the Chamber of Echoes.’ ‘By all means, only give me the pie,’ said the greedy Turritella. And when night was come, Queen Fiordelisa waited until she thought everybody in the palace would be asleep, and then began to lament as before. ‘Ah, Charming!’ she said, ‘what have I ever done that you should forsake me and marry Turritella? If you could only know all I have suffered, and what a weary way I have come to seek you.’ Now the page had faithfully kept his word, and given King Charming a glass of water instead of his usual sleeping draught, so there he lay wide awake, and heard every word Fiordelisa said, and even recognised her voice, though he could not tell where it came from. ‘Ah, Princess!’ he said, ‘how could you betray me to our cruel enemies when I loved you so dearly?’ Fiordelisa heard him, and answered quickly: ‘Find out the little kitchen-maid, and she will explain everything.’ Then the King in a great hurry sent for his pages and said: ‘If you can find the little kitchen-maid, bring her to me at once.’ ‘Nothing could be easier, Sire,’ they answered, ‘for she is in the Chamber of Echoes.’