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The Yellow Dwarf-2
The malicious Dwarf looked at her and began to laugh spitefully. “At least,” said he, “you have the satisfaction of dying unmarried. A lovely Princess like you must surely prefer to die rather than be the wife of a poor little dwarf like myself.” “Oh, don’t be angry with me,” cried the Princess, clasping her hands. “I’d rather marry all the dwarfs in the world than die in this horrible way.” “Look at me well, Princess, before you give me your word,” said he. “I don’t want you to promise me in a hurry.” “Oh!” cried she, “the lions are coming. I have looked at you enough. I am so frightened. Save me this minute, or I shall die of terror.” Indeed, as she spoke she fell down insensible, and when she recovered she found herself in her own little bed at home; how she got th
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