“How am I to find a ring that fell into the river a month ago?”
said he. “It is useless to try; the Princess must have told
me to do it on purpose, knowing it was impossible.” And then
he sighed again.
Frisk heard him and said:
“My dear master, don’t despair; the luck may change, you are too
good not to be happy. Let us go down to the river as soon as
it is light.”
But Charming only gave him two little pats and said nothing, and
very soon he fell asleep.
At the first glimmer of dawn Frisk began to jump about, and when
he had waked Charming they went out together, first into the
garden, and then down to the river’s brink, where they wandered up
and down. Charming was thinking sadly of having to go back
unsuccessful when he heard someone calling: “Charming,
Charming!” He
