“Do not borrow trouble,” said Euphrosyne.
“Sometimes people make foolish threats, and when others heed them they have a good deal of needless worry.” All looked very much relieved, and Queen Titania said: “Your encouraging words comfort us greatly.”
“If I were you,” advised Euphrosyne, “I’d always keep the portcullis down, and be very careful about admitting strangers. Don’t let anyone in without a first-class reference. If Dragonfel annoys you, let me know.”
“But how?” asked Queen Titania.
“You can send this magic dove to me!”
They looked at her, but she was gone, and no one knew whither. She seemed to have just melted away. Where her hand had been there was a dove, and, as it started to flutter off, with some difficulty they caught it.
Though she was very much encouraged by all Euphrosyne had said, Queen Titania still thought it prudent to post on one of the palace walls a warning placard so that those who ran might read.
And, it proved a task that was sufficient to interest some of the fairies the rest of the afternoon, and, by the time they got through, they were able to make some show at hitting the nail on the head.
