And the drops of blood answered her again as before. As the princess
leaned down to drink, the handkerchief on which was the blood fell
from her bosom and floated away on the water, but the princess was so
frightened that she did not notice it. Her maid, however, saw it, and
was very glad, for she knew the charm, and she saw that the poor bride
would be in her power now that she had lost the drops of blood. So
when the bride had done drinking, and would have got upon Falada
again, the maid said--
"I will ride upon Falada, and you may have my horse instead;" so the
princess was forced to give up her horse, and soon afterwards to take
off her royal clothes and put on her maid's shabby ones.
At last, as they drew near the end of their journey, this treacherous
servant threatened to kill her mistress if she ever told any one what
had happened; but Falada saw it all, and marked it well.
Then the waiting-maid got upon Falada, while the real bride rode upon
the other horse, and they went on in this way until they came at last
to the royal court. There was great joy at their coming, and the
prince flew to meet them, and lifted the maid from her horse, thinking
she was the one who was to be his wife. She was led upstairs to the
royal chamber, but the true princess was told to stay in the court
below.
Now the old king happened just then to have nothing else to do, so he
was amusing himself by sitting at his window looking at what was going
on, and he saw her in the courtyard. As she looked very pretty, and
too delicate for a waiting-maid, he went up into the royal chamber to
ask the bride who it was she had brought with her that was thus left
standing in the court below.
"I brought her with me for the sake of her company on the road,"
replied she. "Pray give the girl some work to do, that she may not be
idle."
The king could not for some time think of any work for her to do, but
at last he said--
"I have a lad who takes care of my geese, she may go and help him."
Now the name of this lad, whom the princess was to help in watching
the king's geese, was Conrad.
The false bride said to the prince--
"Dear husband, pray do me one piece of kindness."
"That I will," said the prince.
"Then tell one of your knackers to cut off the head of the horse I
rode upon, for it was very unruly, and plagued me sadly on the road."
In reality she was very much afraid lest Falada should some day or
other speak, and tell
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