uneasy. The King noticed how quickly her heart was beating,
 and said,
 
“ My child, what are you afraid of? is there a giant stand¬
 ing at the door ready to carry you away?”
 
“ Oh no,” answered she; “no giant, but a horrid frog.”
 
" And what does the frog want?” asked the King.
 
“‘O dear father,” answered she, “when I was sitting by
 the well yesterday, and playing with my golden ball, it fell
 into the water, and while I was crying for the loss of it, the
 frog came and got it again for me on condition I would let
 him be my companion, but I never thought that he could
 leave the water and come after me; but now there he is out¬
 side the door, and he wants to come in to me.”
 
 
And then they all heard him knocking the second time
 and crying,
  
** Youngest King’s daughter,
 Open to me!
 By the well water
 What promised you me?
 Youngest King’s daughter
 Now open to me!”
  
“That which thou hast promised must thou perform,” said
 the King; "so go now and let him in.”
 
So she went and opened the door, and the frog hopped
 in, following at her heels, till she reached her chair. ‘Then he
 stopped and cried,
 
“ Lift me up to sit by you.”
 
But she delayed doing so until the King ordered her.
 When once the frog was on the chair, he wanted to get on the
 table, and there he sat and said,
 
“Now push your golden plate a little nearer, so that we
 may eat together.”
 
And so she did, but everybody might see how unwilling
 she was, and the frog feasted heartily, but every morsel seemed
 to stick in her throat.
 
“T have had enough now,” said the frog at last, “and
 as I am tired, you must. carry me to your room, and make
 ready your silken bed, and we will lie down and go to
 sleep.”