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LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
| The Witch persuades the Queen to bathe | 156 |
| The King catches the White Duck | 159 |
| Iwanich holds fast the Swan | 163 |
| Militza leaves Iwanich in the Tree | 164 |
| The Prickly Man with his Attendants | 168 |
| Iwanich seizes the Magician by his Beard and dashes him to the Ground | 176 |
| Martin extinguishes the Flames | 181 |
| The Princess summons the twelve Young Men | 186 |
| Schurka upsets the Baker | 187 |
| The Mouse steals the Ring from the Princess | 189 |
| The Dragons dancing | 195 |
| The Simpleton awakes and sees the Flying Ship | 199 |
| The Comrades in the Flying Ship meet the Drinker | 201 |
| ‘Maiden, are you warm?’ | 211 |
| The Sun-hero guards the Apples of the Sun | 214 |
| ‘Who’s there?’ | 217 |
| The Comb grows into a Forest | 220 |
| The Black King’s Gift | 224 |
| The Farmer thinks he sees the Devil in the Chest | 229 |
| The Shoemakers and Tanners drive Big Klaus out of the Town | 231 |
| ‘Open the sack,’ said Little Klaus | 234 |
| The Woman pushes Prince Ring into the Cask | 238 |
| Snati and Prince Ring fight with the Oxen | 242 |
| Prince Ring and Snati overthrow the Troll’s Ghost | 246 |
| A True Princess | 255 |
| The Princess revives the Irishman | 258 |
| The Soldier fills his Knapsack with Money | 267 |
| The Dog brings in the Princess | 269 |
| ‘He was skipping along so merrily’ | 271 |
| ‘“Croak, croak, croak!” was all he could say’ | 280 |
| Thumbelina rides on the Waterlily Leaf | 281 |
| Thumbelina brings Thistledown for the Swallow | 285 |
| Thumbelina has to spin | 287 |
| ‘We will call you May-blossom’ | 289 |
| The Kitchenmaid listens to the Nightingale | 293 |
| The Present from the Emperor of Japan | 295 |
| The True Nightingale sings to the Emperor | 299 |
| Hadvor burns the Lion’s Skin | 306 |
| ‘Don’t look at things that aren’t intended for the likes of you’ | 309 |
| Down the Drain | 310 |
| And that was the End | 312 |
| ‘Then they oiled the corners of their mouths’ | 314 |
| Hans fills his Pocket with the Mud | 315 |
| ‘The reporters giggled,’ &c | 317 |