In the meantime it knocked a second time, and cried,
"Princess, youngest princess, open the door for me, do you not know what you said to me yesterday by the cool waters of the well. Princess, youngest princess, open the door for me."

Then said the king, "That which you have promised must you perform. Go and let him in."
She went and opened the door, and the frog hopped in and followed her, step by step, to her chair.
There he sat and cried, "Lift me up beside you."

She delayed, until at last the king commanded her to do it.

Once the frog was on the chair he wanted to be on the table,
and when he was on the table he said,
"Now, push your little golden plate nearer to me that we may eat together."
She did this, but it was easy to see, that she did not do it willingly. The frog enjoyed what he ate, but almost every mouthful she took choked her.

At length he said, "I have eaten and I am satisfied, now I am tired, carry me into your little room and make your little silken bed ready, and we will both lie down and go to sleep."

The king's daughter began to cry, for she was afraid of the cold frog, which she did not like to touch, and which was now to sleep in her pretty, clean little bed.

But the king grew angry and said,
"He who helped you, when you were in trouble, ought not afterwards to be despised by you."

So she took hold of the frog with two fingers, carried him upstairs 
 and put him in a corner, but when she was in bed he crept to her and said,
"I am tired, I want to sleep as well as you, lift me up or I will tell your father."

At this she was terribly angry, She took him up and threw him with all her might against the wall.

"Now, will you be quiet, odious frog," said she.

But when he fell down he was no frog, but a king's son with kind and beautiful eyes.

He by her father's will was now her dear companion and husband.

Then he told her how he had been bewitched by a wicked witch, and how no one could have delivered him from the well but herself, and that tomorrow they would go together into his kingdom.

Then they went to sleep.

Next morning when the sun awoke them, a carriage came driving up with eight white horses, which had white ostrich feathers on their heads, and were harnessed with golden chains, and behind stood the young king's servant Faithful Henry.

Faithful Henry had been so unhappy, when his master was changed into a frog, that he had caused three iron bands to be laid round his heart,
lest it should burst with grief and sadness.

The carriage was to conduct the young king into his kingdom. Faithful Henry helped them both in, and placed himself behind again.

He was full of joy because of this deliverance. And when they had driven a part of the way, the king's son heard a cracking behind him, as if something had broken.

So he turned round and cried, "Henry, the carriage is breaking."
"No, master, it is not the carriage. It is a band from my heart, which was put there in my great pain when you were a frog and imprisoned in the well."

Again and once again while they were on their way something cracked. and each time the king's son thought the carriage was breaking, but it was only the bands  which were springing from the heart of Faithful Henry, because his master was set free and was happy.

THE END