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Illustrated classic fairy tales for children by Andrew Lang

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of that tedions thing called "love," so that she was always glad to see him and, the winter slipped by gayly for both of them.
The prince was all the while secretly making plans for the next campaign. He received private intelligence of the arrival of a strong reenforcement of spaniels, to whom he sent orders to post themselves along the frontier with­out attracting attention, and as soon as he possibly could he held a consultation with their commander, who was an old and experienced warrior. Following his advice, he decided to have a pitched battle as soon as the enemy advanced, and this Brandatimor lost not a moment in doing, as he was perfectly persuaded that he was now going to make an end of the war and utterly vanquish Farda-Kinbras. But no sooner had he given the order to charge than the spaniels, who had mingled with his troops unperceived, leaped each upon the horse nearest to him, and not only threw the whole squadron into confusion by the terror they caused, but, springing at the throats of the riders, unhorsed many of them by the suddenness of their attack; then turning the horses to the rear, they spread consternation everywhere and made it easy for Prince Manikin to gain a complete victory. He met Brandatimor in single combat and succeeded in taking him prisoner; but he did not live to reach the court, to which Manikin had sent him. His pride killed him at the thought of appearing before Sabella under these altered circumstances.
In the mean time Prince Fadasse and all the others who had remained behind were setting out with all speed for the conquest of the Ice Mountain, being afraid that Prince Mannikin might prove as successful in that as he seemed to be in everything else, and when Manikin returned he heard of it with great annoyance. True he had been serv­ing the princess, but she only admired and praised him for his gallant deeds, and seemed no whit nearer bestow­ing on him the love he so ardently desired, and all the comfort Mousta could give him on the subject was that at least she loved no one else, and with that he had to con­tent himself. But he determined that, come what might, he would delay no longer, but attempt the great under­taking for which he had come so far. When he went to take leave of the king and queen they entreated him not
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