‘Not I!’ answered the duke. ‘Tell me how they failed, and I will do otherwise.’
‘I have told so many, and all say the same as you, and all go to seek her, but none ever come back.’
‘Never mind! Tell it once again, and I promise you it shall be the last time, for I will surely come back.’
‘If you are bent on sacrificing yourself uselessly,’ proceeded the lady, ‘this is the story. You must go to the mountain of Russia, and at the foot of it there will meet you three most beautiful maidens, who will come round you, and praise you, and flatter you, and pour out all manner of blandishments, and will ask you to go into their palace with them, and will entreat you so much that you will not be able to resist; then you will go into their palace with them, and they will turn you into a cat, for they are three fairies. But, on the other hand, if you can resist only for the space of one hour to all they will say to you, then you will have conquered, and they will be turned into cats, and you will have free access to my daughter to release her.’
‘I will go,’ said the duke firmly; and he rose up and went his way to the mountain of Russia.
‘Now, if all these other men have failed in this same attempt,’ he mused within himself as he went along, ‘it behoves me to be prudent. I know what I will do; I will put a bandage over my eyes, and then I shan’t see the fairies, and their blandishments will have no power over me.’ And so he did.
Then the fairies came out to him and said, ‘Signor Lattanzio! welcome, welcome! how fair you are; do take the bandage off and let us see you; how noble you look. Do let us see your face? We are dying to have you with us!’
But the duke remained firm, and seemed to take no heed, though their voices were so soft and persuasive that he longed to look at them, or even to lift up one corner of the bandage and take a peep. But he remained firm.
‘Signor Lattanzio! Signor Lattanzio! Don’t be so ungallant,’ pursued the fairies. ‘Here are we at your feet, as it were, begging you to give us your company, and you will not so much as speak to us, or even look at us!’
But the duke remained firm, and seemed to take no heed, though his head was turned by their accents, and he felt that if he could only go with them as they wished he should want no more. But he remained firm.