‘PRINCE PRIGIO. 95

 

“Prettier than ever,” said Prigio; ‘but
anxious about you. However, the Firedrake’s
dead and done for; so never mind him. But I
left Enrico somewhere about. Just you sit
down and wait a minute, till I fetch him.”

The prince said this, because he did not wish
Alphonso to know that he and Enrico had not
had quite the best of it in the affair with the
monster.

‘All right, old fellow,” says Alphonso; “ but
have you any luncheon with you? Never was
so hungry in my life!”

Prince Prigio had thought of this, and he
brought out some cold sausage (to which
Alphonso was partial) and some bread, with
which the younger prince expressed himself
satisfied. Then Prigio went up the hill some
way, first warning Alphonso not to sit on his
carpet for fear of accidents like that which
happened to Benson. In a hollow of the hill,
sure enough there was the sword of Enrico, the
diamonds of the hilt-gleaming in the sun. And
there was a little heap of. grey ashes.

The prince poured a few drops of the water
from the Fountain of Lions on them, and up, of
course, jumped Enrico, just as Alphonso had
done.
‘Sleepy old chap-you are, Enrico,” said the
prince; ‘‘but come-on, Alphonso will have
finished the grub unless we look smart.”

So back they came, in time to get their share