s attention, and listening intently he heard it
say--

'Ah! cruel Queen! what have I ever done to be imprisoned like this? And
was I not unhappy enough before, that you must needs come and taunt me
with the happiness your daughter is enjoying now she is King Charming's
bride?'

The Blue Bird, greatly surprised, waited impatiently for the dawn, and
the moment it was light flew off to see who it could have been who spoke
thus. But he found the window shut, and could see no one. The next
night, however, he was on the watch, and by the clear moonlight he saw
that the sorrowful lady at the window was Fiordelisa herself.

'My Princess! have I found you at last?' said he, alighting close to
her.

'Who is speaking to me?' cried the Princess in great surprise.

'Only a moment since you mentioned my name, and now you do not know me,
Fiordelisa,' said he sadly. 'But no wonder, since I am nothing but a
Blue Bird, and must remain one for seven years.'

'What! Little Blue Bird, are you really the powerful King Charming?'
said the Princess, caressing him.

'It is too true,' he answered. 'For being faithful to you I am thus
punished. But believe me, if it were for twice as long I would bear it
joyfully rather than give you up.'

'Oh! what are you telling me?' cried the Princess. 'Has not your bride,
Turritella, just visited me, wearing the royal mantle and the diamond
crown you gave her? I cannot be mistaken, for I saw your ring upon her
thumb.'

Then the Blue Bird was furiously angry, and told the Princess all that
had happened, how he had been deceived into carrying off Turritella, and
how, for refusing to marry her, the Fairy Mazilla had condemned him to
be a Blue Bird for seven years.

The Princess was very happy when she heard how faithful her lover was,
and would never have tired of hearing his loving speeches and
explanations, but too soon the sun rose, and they had to part lest the
Blue Bird should be discovered. After promising to come again to the
Princess's window as soon as it was dark, he flew away, and hid himself
in a little hole in the fir-tree, while Fiordelisa remained devoured by
anxiety lest he should be caught in a trap, or eaten up by an eagle.

But the Blue Bird did not long stay in his hiding-place. He flew away,
and away, until he came to his own palace, and got into it through a
broken window, and there he found the cabinet where his jewels were
kept, and chose out a splendid diamond ring as a pr