‘Bring me the Princess Bella-Flor this moment,’ stammered he, ‘for if you return without her I will have you drowned!’ And without another word he left the hall, leaving Jose staring with surprise and horror. ‘How can I find the Princess Bella-Flor when I have never even seen her?’ thought he. ‘But it is no use staying here, for I shall only be put to death.’ And he walked slowly to the stables to choose himself a horse. There were rows upon rows of fine beasts with their names written in gold above their stalls, and Jose was looking uncertainly from one to the other, wondering which he should choose, when an old white horse turned its head and signed to him to approach. ‘Take me,’ it said in a gentle whisper, ‘and all will go well.’ Jose still felt so bewildered with the mission that the king had given him that he forgot to be astonished at hearing a horse talk. Mechanically he laid his hand on the bridle and led the white horse out of the stable. He was about to mount on his back, when the animal spoke again: ‘Pick up those three loaves of bread which you see there, and put them in your pocket.’ Jose did as he was told, and being in a great hurry to get away, asked no questions, but swung himself into the saddle. They rode far without meeting any adventures, but at length they came to an ant-hill, and the horse stopped. ‘Crumble those three loaves for the ants,’ he said. But Jose hesitated. ‘Why, we may want them ourselves!’ answered he. ‘Never mind that; give them to the ants all the same. Do not lose a chance of helping others.’ And when the loaves lay in crumbs on the road, the horse galloped on. By-and-by they entered a rocky pass between two mountains, and here they saw an eagle which had been caught in a hunter’s net. ‘Get down and cut the meshes of the net, and set the poor bird free,’ said the horse. ‘But it will take so long,’ objected Jose, ‘and we may miss the princess.’ ‘Never mind that; do not lose a chance of helping others,’ answered the horse. And when the meshes were cut, and the eagle was free, the horse galloped on. The had ridden many miles, and at last they came to a river, where they beheld a little fish lying gasping on the sand, and the horse said: ‘Do you see that little fish? It will die if you do not put it back in the water.’ ‘But, really, we shall never find the Princess Bella-Flor if we waste our time like this!’ cried Jose. ‘We never waste time when we are helping others,’ answered the horse. And soon the little fish was swimming happily away. A little while after they reached a castle, which was built in the middle of a very thick wood, and right in front was the Princess Bella-Flor feeding her hens.