A Double Story eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 125 pages of information about A Double Story.

A Double Story eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 125 pages of information about A Double Story.

Never had she eaten any thing with half the relish!  Alas! however, when she had finished, she did not wash the basin, but left it as it was, revealing how entirely all the rest had been done only from hunger.  Then she threw herself on the heather, and was fast asleep in a moment.  Never an evil bird came near her all that night, nor had she so much as one troubled dream.

In the morning as she lay awake before getting up, she spied what seemed a door behind the tall eight-day clock that stood silent in the corner.

“Ah!” she thought, “that must be the way out!” and got up instantly.  The first thing she did, however, was to go to the hole in the wall.  Nothing was there.

“Well, I am hardly used!” she cried aloud.  “All that cleaning for the cross old woman yesterday, and this for my trouble,—­nothing for breakfast!  Not even a crust of bread!  Does Mistress Ogress fancy a princess will bear that?”

The poor foolish creature seemed to think that the work of one day ought to serve for the next day too!  But that is nowhere the way in the whole universe.  How could there be a universe in that case?  And even she never dreamed of applying the same rule to her breakfast.

“How good I was all yesterday!” she said, “and how hungry and ill used I am to-day!”

But she would not be a slave, and do over again to-day what she had done only last night!  She didn’t care about her breakfast!  She might have it no doubt if she dusted all the wretched place again, but she was not going to do that—­at least, without seeing first what lay behind the clock!

Off she darted, and putting her hand behind the clock found the latch of a door.  It lifted, and the door opened a little way.  By squeezing hard, she managed to get behind the clock, and so through the door.  But how she stared, when instead of the open heath, she found herself on the marble floor of a large and stately room, lighted only from above.  Its walls were strengthened by pilasters, and in every space between was a large picture, from cornice to floor.  She did not know what to make of it.  Surely she had run all round the cottage, and certainly had seen nothing of this size near it!  She forgot that she had also run round what she took for a hay-mow, a peat-stack, and several other things which looked of no consequence in the moonlight.

“So, then,” she cried, “the old woman is a cheat!  I believe she’s an ogress, after all, and lives in a palace—­though she pretends it’s only a cottage, to keep people from suspecting that she eats good little children like me!”

Had the princess been tolerably tractable, she would, by this time, have known a good deal about the wise woman’s beautiful house, whereas she had never till now got farther than the porch.  Neither was she at all in its innermost places now.

But, king’s daughter as she was, she was not a little daunted when, stepping forward from the recess of the door, she saw what a great lordly hall it was.  She dared hardly look to the other end, it seemed so far off:  so she began to gaze at the things near her, and the pictures first of all, for she had a great liking for pictures.  One in particular attracted her attention.  She came back to it several times, and at length stood absorbed in it.

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