She is not afraid of cold or rain.”
The prince was cheered a little, and he went to bed.
The pixie now had the ring and the statue.
The soft wind blew on the statue and the rain fell, and the statue began to grow warmer and warmer, and at last Marygold came back to life.
“I had a funny dream,” she said. “I thought I was a statue in the garden at home.”
Then the pixie said, “What will you give me for this ring?”
Then Marygold laughed and clapped her hands, and every time she laughed a new flower bloomed in the pixie’s garden.
“There, that is enough,” said the pixie, and he gave Marygold back the ring.
She sailed away on a cloud, and was soon with the prince again.