All three dogs did the
soldier's bidding.
Now the soldier could have gold again. Gold as much as ever he wished.
He moved once more to the grand rooms in the fine hotel. He had gay
clothes again; and now, strangely enough, all his friends came to see
him and liked him as much as ever.
One evening the soldier's thoughts wandered away to the beautiful
Princess, the beautiful Princess who was shut up so safely in the
great copper palace.
"It is ridiculous that no one sees the Princess," thought the soldier.
"I want to see her, and I shall."
He pulled out his tinder-box, struck a light, and lo! there stood the
dog with eyes as large as saucers.
"It is the middle of the night," said the soldier, "but I must see the
Princess, if it is only for a moment."
The dog bounded out of the door, and before the soldier had time
to wonder what he would do or say if the beautiful Princess really
appeared, there she was.
Yes, there she was, fast asleep on the dog's back. She was beautiful,
so beautiful that the soldier was quite sure that she was a real
Princess. He stooped and kissed her hand. She was so beautiful he
could not help it. Then off ran the dog, back to the copper palace
with the Princess.
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