The Green Fairy Book

nd find a boat in which he could sail after the Princess. But no boat was there, a

and felt comforted, and he told his adventures to the little fisher-girl. But though she was very pretty, with a skin as white as a gull's breast,

his tale, she was fil

ead had melted a little, I opened the vase with my knife and drew out a mantle of red cloth and a purse containing fifty crowns. That is the mantle, covering my bed, and I have kept the money

od as you are beautiful. So farewell,' said he, and as the Seagull went back to her fishing he rolled himself in the mantle and

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