THIS IS VERY KIND OF YOU.
The prince went to dress for the occasion, for he was resolved to die like a prince. "When the princess heard that a man had offered to die for her, she was so transported that she jumped off the bed, feeble as she was, and danced about the room for joy. She did not care who the man was; that was nothing to her. The hole wanted stopping; and if only a man would do, why, take one. In an hour or two more, everything was ready. Her maid dressed her in haste, and they carried her to the side of the lake. When she saw it, she shrieked, and covered her face with her hands. They bore her across to the stone, where they had already placed a little boat for her. The water was not deep enough to float it, but they hoped it would be, before long. They laid her on cushions, placed in the boat wines and fruits and other nice things, and stretched a canopy over all.
"In a few minutes, the prince appeared. The princess recognized him at once; but did not think it worth while to acknowledge him.
"'Here I am,' said the prince. 'Put me in.
"'They told me it was a shoeblack,' said the princess.
"'So I am,' said the prince. 'I blacked your little boots three times a day, because they were all I could get of you. Put me in.'
"The courtiers did not resent his bluntness, except by saying to each other that he was taking it out in impudence.
"But how was he to be put in? The golden plate contained no instructions on this point. The prince looked at the hole, and saw but one way. He put both his legs into it, sitting on the stone, and, stooping forward, covered the two corners that remained open with his two hands. In this uncomfortable position he resolved to abide his fate, and, turning to the people, said:—
"'Now you can go.'
"The king had already gone home to dinner.