The Blue Fairy Book - online childrens book

Illustrated classic fairy tales for children by Andrew Lang

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was in my power to restore you to your real form. But we must not despair; it seems to me, after what you have told me, that some­thing must be going to happen soon. Just now, however, I must go and look for my pinks, which I love better than anything in the world.'
Bruno had gone out into the forest, never thinking that Felicia would search in his room for the pinks, and she was delighted by his unexpected absence, and thought to get them back without further trouble. But as soon as she entered the room she saw a terrible army of rats, who were guarding the straw bed; and when she attempted to approach it they sprang at her, biting and scratch­ing furiously. Quite terrified, she drew back, crying out: ' Oh ! my dear pinks, how can you stay here in such bad company ?'
Then she suddenly bethought herself of the pitcher of water, and, hoping that it might have some magic power, she ran to fetch it, and sprinkled a few drops over the fierce-looking swarm of rats. In a moment not a tail or a whisker was to be seen. Each one had made for his hole as fast as his legs could carry him, so that the Princess could safely take her pot of pinks. She found them nearly dying for want of water, and hastily poured all that was left in the pitcher upon them. As she bent over them, enjoying their delicious scent, a soft voice, that seemed to rustle among the leaves, said:
' Lovely Felicia, the day has come at last when I may have the happiness of telling you how even the flowers love you and rejoice in your beauty.'
The Princess, quite overcome by the strangeness of hearing a cabbage, a hen, and a pink speak, and by the terrible sight of an army of rats, suddenly became very pale, and fainted away.
At this moment in came Bruno. Working hard in the heat had not improved his temper, and when he saw that Felicia had succeeded in finding her pinks he was so angry that he dragged her out into the garden and shut the door upon her. The fresh air soon made her open her pretty eyes, and there before her stood the Queen of the Woods, looking as charming as ever.
' You have a bad brother,' she said; ' I saw how cruelly he turned you out. Shall I punish him for it ? '
' Ah! no, madam,' she said: ' I am not angry with him.
' But supposing he was not your brother, after all, what would you say then ? ' asked the Queen.
' Oh! but I think he must be,' said Felicia.
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