At last, one evening, when herself, and himself, and her child were
sitting with a window open because it was a sultry night, in flew an
eagle, took the infant’s sash in his beak, and flew up in the air with
him. She screamed, and was going to throw herself out the window after
him, but the prince caught her, and looked at her very seriously. She
bethought of what he said soon after their marriage, and she stopped the
cries and complaints that were on her tongue. She spent her days very
lonely for another twelvemonth, when a beautiful little girl was sent to
her. Then she thought to herself she’d have a sharp eye about her this
time; so she never would allow a window to be more than a few inches
open.
But all her care was in vain. Another evening, when they were all so
happy, and the prince dandling the baby, a beautiful greyhound stood
before them, took the child out of the father’s hand, and was out of
the door before you could wink. This time she shouted and ran out of
the room, but there were some of the servants in the next room, and all
declared that neither child nor dog passed out. She felt, somehow, as if
it was her husband’s fault, but still she kept command over herself, and
didn’t once reproach him.
When the third child was born she would hardly allow a window or a door
to be left open for a moment; but she wasn’t the nearer to keep the
child to herself. They were sitting one evening by the fire, when a
lady appeared standing by them. The princess opened her eyes in a great
fright and stared at her, and while she was doing so, the lady wrapped
a shawl round the baby that was sitting in its father’s lap, and either
sank through the ground with it or went up through the wide chimney.
This time the mother kept her bed for a month.
‘My dear,’ said she to her husband, when she was beginning to recover,
‘I think I’d feel better if I was to see my father and mother and
sisters once more. If you give me leave to go home for a few days I’d
be glad.’ ‘Very well,’ said he, ‘I will do that, and whenever you feel
inclined to return, only mention your wish when you lie down at night.’
The next morning when she awoke she found herself in her own old chamber
in her father’s palace. She rang the bell, and in a short time she had
her mother and father and married sisters about her, and they laughed
till they cried for joy at finding her safe back again.
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