which had belonged to his mother, with water, and opened
the magic knife, which had never left him.
He cut a citron, and the first fairy came forth. Carlino
scarcely glanced at her, and suffered her to take flight. It
was the same with the second; but as soon as the third
appeared he gave her the cup, from which she drank with a
smile, and stood before him more graceful than ever.
The fairy then told Carlino all that she had suffered from
the wicked negress. The prince, beside himself with
mingled joy and anger, laughed and wept, sang and raved.
The king, hearing the noise, ran to see what was the matter,
and you may judge of his surprise. He danced about like
a madman, with his crown on his head and his scepter in his
hand. All at once he stopped short, bent his brow, which
was a sign that a thought had struck him, threw a large
veil over the princess which covered her from head to foot,
and taking her by the hand, led her to the dining-room.
It was the hour for breakfast. The ministers and cour¬
tiers were ranged round a long table, magnificently served,
waiting for the entrance of the royal family to be seated.
The king called the guests one after another, and, raising
the veil as each approached the fairy, asked:
" What shall be done to the person who sought to destroy
this marvel of beauty?”’
And each one, wonder-struck, answered in his own way.