Marygold ate the peach. She began to grow stiff and cold. She grew colder and colder, until she turned into a statue. Then the proud sister went away.
Next day the prince saw the statue and ordered that it be brought into the garden.
“It is a statue of my lost princess,” he cried.
The prince grew fond of the statue. He went to see it morning and evening. He placed an evergreen wreath about its neck.
One day the pixie came.
He said to the prince, “I have come for my statue.”
The prince led the pixie about the palace and showed him many statues.
“There is a more beautiful one in the garden,” said the pixie. “I will take the one in the garden.”
“No, no, I can not spare it!” cried the prince.
The pixie said, “It is the only statue I will have.”