The Complete Fairy Books. Andrew Lang

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      ‘Yes, sire,’ answered she, ‘it is for myself alone, but I shall be most happy to let you taste some of it. Which do you like, canary, St. Julien, champagne, hermitage sack, raisin, or cider?’

      ‘Well,’ said the King, ‘since you are so kind as to ask me, I prefer champagne to anything else.’

      Then Duchess Grumbly took up a little hammer and tapped upon the cask twice, and out came at least a thousand crowns.

      ‘What’s the meaning of this?’ said she smiling.

      Then she tapped the next cask, and out came a bushel of gold pieces.

      ‘I don’t understand this at all,’ said the Duchess, smiling more than before.

      Then she went on to the third cask, tap, tap, and out came such a stream of diamonds and pearls that the ground was covered with them.

      ‘Ah!’ she cried, ‘this is altogether beyond my comprehension, sire. Someone must have stolen my good wine and put all this rubbish in its place.’

      ‘Rubbish, do you call it, Madam Grumbly?’ cried the King. ‘Rubbish! why there is enough there to buy ten kingdoms.’

      ‘Well,’ said she, ‘you must know that all those casks are full of gold and jewels, and if you like to marry me it shall all be yours.’

      Now the King loved money more than anything else in the world, so he cried joyfully:

      ‘Marry you? why with all my heart! to-morrow if you like.’

      ‘But I make one condition,’ said the Duchess; ‘I must have entire control of your daughter to do as I please with her.’

      ‘Oh certainly, you shall have your own way; let us shake hands upon the bargain,’ said the King.

      So they shook hands and went up out of the cellar of treasure together, and the Duchess locked the door and gave the key to the King.

      When he got back to his own palace Graciosa ran out to meet him, and asked if he had had good sport.

      ‘I have caught a dove,’ answered he.

      ‘Oh! do give it to me,’ said the Princess, ‘and I will keep it and take care of it.’

      ‘I can hardly do that,’ said he, ‘for, to speak more plainly, I mean that I met the Duchess Grumbly, and have promised to marry her.’

      ‘And you call her a dove?’ cried the Princess. ‘I should have called her a screech owl.’

      ‘Hold your tongue,’ said the King, very crossly. ‘I intend you to behave prettily to her. So now go and make yourself fit to be seen, as I am going to take you to visit her.’

      So the Princess went very sorrowfully to her own room, and her nurse, seeing her tears, asked what was vexing her.

      ‘Alas! who would not be vexed?’ answered she, ‘for the King intends to marry again, and has chosen for his new bride my enemy, the hideous Duchess Grumbly.’

      ‘Oh, well!’ answered the nurse, ‘you must remember that you are a Princess, and are expected to set a good example in making the best of whatever happens. You must promise me not to let the Duchess see how much you dislike her.’

      At first the Princess would not promise, but the nurse showed her so many good reasons for it that in the end she agreed to be amiable to her step-mother.

      Then the nurse dressed her in a robe of pale green and gold brocade, and combed out her long fair hair till it floated round her like a golden mantle, and put on her head a crown of roses and jasmine with emerald leaves.

      When she was ready nobody could have been prettier, but she still could not help looking sad.

      Meanwhile the Duchess Grumbly was also occupied in attiring herself. She had one of her shoe heels made an inch or so higher than the other, that she might not limp so much, and put in a cunningly made glass eye in the place of the one she had lost. She dyed her red hair black, and painted her face. Then she put on a gorgeous robe of lilac satin lined with blue, and a yellow petticoat trimmed with violet ribbons, and because she had heard that queens always rode into their new dominions, she ordered a horse to be made ready for her to ride.

      While Graciosa was waiting until the King should be ready to set out, she went down all alone through the garden into a little wood, where she sat down upon a mossy bank and began to think. And her thoughts were so doleful that very soon she began to cry, and she cried, and cried, and forgot all about going back to the palace, until she suddenly saw a handsome page standing before her. He was dressed in green, and the cap which he held in his hand was adorned with white plumes. When Graciosa looked at him he went down on one knee, and said to her:

      ‘Princess, the King awaits you.’

      The Princess was surprised, and, if the truth must be told, very much delighted at the appearance of this charming page, whom she could not remember to have seen before. Thinking he might belong to the household of the Duchess, she said:

      ‘How long have you been one of the King’s pages?’

      ‘I am not in the service of the King, madam,’ answered he, ‘but in yours.’

      ‘In mine?’ said the Princess with great surprise. ‘Then how is it that I have never seen you before?’

      ‘Ah, Princess!’ said he, ‘I have never before dared to present myself to you, but now the King’s marriage threatens you with so many dangers that I have resolved to tell you at once how much I love you already, and I trust that in time I may win your regard. I am Prince Percinet, of whose riches you may have heard, and whose fairy gift will, I hope, be of use to you in all your difficulties, if you will permit me to accompany you under this disguise.’

      ‘Ah, Percinet!’ cried the Princess, ‘is it really you? I have so often heard of you and wished to see you. If you will indeed be my friend, I shall not be afraid of that wicked old Duchess any more.’

      So they went back to the palace together, and there Graciosa found a beautiful horse which Percinet had brought for her to ride. As it was very spirited he led it by the bridle, and this arrangement enabled him to turn and look at the Princess often, which he did not fail to do. Indeed, she was so pretty that it was a real pleasure to look at her. When the horse which the Duchess was to ride appeared beside Graciosa’s, it looked no better than an old cart horse, and as to their trappings, there was simply no comparison between them, as the Princess’s saddle and bridle were one glittering mass of diamonds. The King had so many other things to think of that he did not notice this, but all his courtiers were entirely taken up with admiring the Princess and her charming Page in green, who was more handsome and distinguished-looking than all the rest of the court put together.

      When they met the Duchess Grumbly she was seated in an open carriage trying in vain to look dignified. The King and the Princess saluted her, and her horse was brought forward for her to mount. But when she saw Graciosa’s she cried angrily:

      ‘If that child is to have a better horse than mine, I will go back to my own castle this very minute. What is the good of being a Queen if one is to be slighted like this?’

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