Identifier: violetfairybook00lang (find matches)
Title: The violet fairy book
Year: 1906 (1900s)
Authors: Lang, Andrew, 1844-1912 Ford, H. J. (Henry Justice), 1860-1941, ill
Subjects: Folklore Fairy tales
Publisher: London New York : Longmans, Green
Contributing Library: New York Public Library
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up behind her, they were off like aflash. It was not till they drew near the town that the princessstooped and asked Sunlight what they should do. Putyour hand into my left ear, said he, and take out a sharpstone, which you must throw behind you. The princess did as she was told, and a huge moun-tain sprang up behind them. The mother of the geniusbegan to climb up it, and though they galloped quickly,she was quicker still. They heard her coming, faster, faster; and again theprincess stooped to ask what was to be done now. Putyour hand into my dgnt ear/ said the horse, and throwthe brush you will find there behind you. The princessdid so, and a great forest sprang up behind them, and, so WHO PRETENDED TO BE A BOY 337 thick were its leaves, that even a wren could not get.through. But the old woman seized hold of the branchesand flung herself like a monkey from one to the others, o »/ and always she drew nearer — always, always — till theirhair was singed by the flames of her mouth.
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Then, in despair, the princess again bent down andasked if there was nothing more to be done, and Sunlightreplied Quick, quick, take off the betrothal ring on thefinger of Iliane and throw it behind you. 22 338 GIRL WHO PRETENDED TO BE A BOY This time there sprang up a great tower of stone,smooth as ivory, hard as steel, which reached up toheaven itself. And the mother of the genius gave a howlof rage, knowing that she could neither climb it nor getthrough it. But she was not beaten yet, and gatheringherself together, she made a prodigious leap, whichlanded her on the top of the tower, right in the middleof Iliaues ring which lay there, and held her tight.Only her claws could be seen grasping the battlements. All that could be done the old witch did ; but the firethat poured from her mouth never reached the fugitives,though it laid waste the country a hundred miles round thetower, like the flames of a volcano. Then, with one lasteffort to free herself, her hands gave way, and, falling

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