have treated you!"
"But I do love you!" Danilo cried. "I do love you!"
"No, you don't!" she said, and she pretended to weep. "If you did love
me, you'd tell me where you found those red grapes and what this magic
conserve is made of. But of course you don't love me enough to tell me."
Because she looked more beautiful than ever with the tears on her lovely
cheeks, Danilo was about to tell her what she wanted to know when he
remembered the old woman's warning. That was enough. He hardened his
heart and declared:
"No! I'll never tell you! Do you hear me: I'll never tell you!"
She wept and implored him and used all her wiles, but Danilo remembering
the past was firm. And presently he had the reward that a man always has
when he's firm, for as soon as it was evident that she could no longer
befool him, the evil enchantment that bound her broke with a snap and
Peerless Beauty became a human maiden as gentle and sweet and loving as
she was beautiful.
She knelt at Danilo's feet and humbly begged his pardon and promised, if
he would still marry her, to make him the most dutiful wife in the
world.
So Danilo married Peerless Beauty and with the servants of the magic
pitcher transported her and her castle and her riches together with the
old woman who had befriended them both to his own native village. There
he still lives happy and prosperous.
His uncle and all the old men in the village take credit to themselves
for the success of his adventures.
"It is due entirely to us," they tell any one who will listen to them,
"that Danilo went out in search of Peerless Beauty in the first place.
When he came to us and asked our advice we said to him: 'Go, by all
means! You're young and brave and of course you'll win her!' If we
hadn't urged him to go, he would probably have settled down here at
home, married some quiet village girl, and never be heard of again!"
That's how the old men talk now, but we know what they really did say at
the time!
Yet after all that doesn't matter. All that matters is that Danilo and
Peerless Beauty love each other and are happy.
[Illustration]
THE PIGEON'S BRIDE
[Illustration]
_The Story of a Princess Who Kissed and Told_
THE PIGEON'S BRIDE
There was once a King who had an only daughter. She was as lovely as a
princess ought to be and by the time she reached a marriageable age the
fame of her beauty had spread far and wide over all the world.
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