156 THE FAIRY-FOLK OF THE BLUE HILL.

me like a good little prince, and I will take
thee to the sea early in the morning.”

“No!” screamed the prince, “I will go now,
Vl make the fairy tell me how!”

Then the perverse little prince threw him-
self on the ground and renewed his screaming,
until Wassa, finding entreaties of no avail, al-
lowed him to scream and kick until he stopped
from sheer exhaustion, when he fell fast asleep.
Then Wassa picked him up, carried him home,
and put him to bed; then, thoroughly weary
herself, she was soon sleeping as soundly as
her exacting charge.