THE PRINCESS HILDA.
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you! Fie upon you! Creep back to your bed, and let Hilda marry the prince: a lovely pair they will make. Off with you, for I have to make up my sleep I have lost."
But Zora was thinking.
"I am silly indeed!" she said to herself. "Why do I fear that I shall not win the love of Prince Reginald? Only Hilda stands in my way." Then she said aloud,—
Lovely being! sweetest of all the race! Great as is my horror, I will consent to your will."
Just then was heard a crackling in the dry leaves.
"Only a snake," said the goblin. Zora trembled.
"Will you promise me that Hilda will never trouble me again?"
"I promise," said the goblin, with one of
