Then the demon flew out through the window and away
through the night.
“I do not know what you mean,” answered the Princess. “I am no heavier and no lighter than I was last night.”
Then the demon flew out through the window and away through the night so fast that the lad had much ado to keep from falling off.
After a while they came to a garden the like of which the lad had never seen before and never expected to see again, for the leaves of the trees were of silver, and the branches were of gold, and the fruits were emeralds and rubies.
As they passed through it the lad stretched out his hand and broke off a twig and put it in his bosom. Then all the trees in the garden began to sigh and moan.
“Child of man! Child of man! why do you break and torture us?”
The Princess shuddered. “Some one besides ourselves is here in the garden,” she cried.
“That cannot be, or we would see him,” answered the demon, but he was frightened and flew on faster than before.
Presently they came to another garden and it was even more wonderful than the first, for here the trees were of diamonds, and the fruits of every kind of precious stones you can think of.