Immediately on the summons, Prince started up and followed her--with
hanging head, but gently-wagging tail. At first the princess thought
he was merely taking observations, and consulting with his nose
whether she was respectable or not, but she soon saw that he was
following her in meek submission. Then she sprung to her feet and
cried, "Prince, Prince!" But Prince only turned his head and gave
her an odd look, as if he were trying to smile, and could not. Then
the princess grew angry, and ran after him, shouting, "Prince, come
here directly." Again Prince turned his head, but this time to growl
and show his teeth.
The princess flew into one of her forgotten rages, and picking up a
stone, flung it at the woman. Prince turned and darted at her, with
fury in his eyes, and his white teeth gleaming. At the awful sight
the princess turned also, and would have fled, but he was upon her
in a moment, and threw her to the ground, and there she lay.
It was evening when she came to herself. A cool twilight wind, that
somehow seemed to come all the way from the stars, was blowing upon
her.
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