"Would it be quite safe?"
"Quite safe."
"I have six little brothers who would go," said the Head-nurse.
So it was arranged that the six little brothers should go across the river with the Pop-corn man; and the next morning they set out. They were all decorated with strings of Pop-corn, they carried baskets of pop-corn, and bore corn-poppers over their shoulders, and they crossed the river in a row boat.
Once over the river they went about peddling pop-corn. The man sent the boys all over the city, but he himself went straight to the palace.
He knocked at the palace-door, and the maid-servant came. "Is the King at home?" asked the Pop-corn man.
The maid said he was, and the Pop-corn man asked to see him. Just then a baby cried.
"What baby is that crying?" asked he.
"A baby that was brought here at sunset, several months ago," replied the maid; and he knew at once that he had found the Princess.
"Will you find out if I can see the King?" he said.