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languishing by a brook-side; and upon bis fearfully approaching towards her, she flew from him with as much terror as if he had been the Yellow Dwarf. "Condemn mo not, madam," said he, "before you hear mo; I am neither falso nor guilty of what you imagino, but only an unfortunate wretch, that has displeased you with repugnanco to himself." "Ah! barbarous man!" cried she, "I saw you traversing the air with a beautiful person; was that against your consent?" "Yes, Princess," said he, "it was: the wickod Desert Fairy, not satisfied with chaining me to a rock, took me with her in her chariot, and conveyed mo to a distant part of tho world, where I should have languished out my days, had it not been for a kind Mermaid that brought mo hither. I como, my Princess, to deliver you out of the hands of thoso that detain you here: refuso not the assistance of tho most faithful of lovers." Thereupon ho threw himself at her feet, and catching hold of her gown, unfortunately let fall the magic sword; and the Yellow
Dwarf, who lay behind some small shrubs, no sooner saw it out of the King's hand, than, knowing its power, he ran and seized it.
The Princess, at the sight of the Dwarf, gave a terrible shriek. "I am now," said the Dwarf, "master of my rival's fate; however, I will grant him his life and liberty, on condition that he consents to my marriage." "No, I will die a thousand deaths first,"
