expected. The Great White Rat looked at them earnestly. Then he said—
“If it would be of any use to you, I’ve got another Magic Cat’s-eye.”
He held it out. The Prince took it gladly. Kingdom and the life of a king were nothing to him compared with the love and happiness of a Real-Kitchen-Maid disguised as a mouse. He put the stone to his lips.
“You know what’ll happen if you do,” said the Great White Rat.
“I shall change into a mouse and live happy ever after,” said the Prince gaily.
“Perhaps,” said the Great White Rat, “nothing is impossible if people love each other enough.”
“You mustn’t,” cried the Mouse, trying to get between his lips and the Cat’s-eye.
“My dear little Real Kitchen-Maid,” said the Prince tenderly, “you have saved my life—and you are my life. I would rather be a mouse with you than a king without you!” And with that he swallowed the Cat’s-eye, and two small mice stood side by side before the Great White Rat. Very kindly he looked at them. Then he pulled a hair from his left whisker and laid it across their little brown backs. And on the instant there stood up a
