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sure to be about. Then all you must do is, to open the window and wait.”
“But the rain will come into the room,” said Jack.
“No, it will not, and if it does it will not do you any harm. You can’t be quenched with water. Bea good boy, and do as I tell you.”
So Jack threw open one of the windows. A great gust of wind blew into the room, and blew the cold wet rain into his face. The fire around the Princess broke out into a blaze, and then sank away, but she did not move, but called to Jack to stand between her and the window to keep off the draught and wet. He did as she bade him, and then she began to sing.
First she sang in a low voice, then her song grew louder and louder, and clearer and clearer. At last she stopped and said,—
“Now, little Jack, look on the window-sill and tell me what you see.”
Jack ran to the window, and just outside, seated on the sill, in a little pool of water, was a tiny man dressed in a dull green dress. He had long wavy hair, that looked heavy and wet, and