On looking out of his window, he saw that the White Cat and her
attendants were about to start out on a hunting expedition.
As soon as the hands had dressed him in a hunting-suit of green, he
hurried down to join his hostess.
The hands led him up to a wooden horse, and seemed to expect him to
mount. At first the Prince was inclined to be angry, but the White Cat
told him so gently that she had no better steed to offer him, that he
at once mounted, feeling very much ashamed of his ill-humor.
They had an excellent day's sport. The White Cat, who rode a monkey,
proved herself a clever huntress, climbing the tallest trees with the
greatest ease, and without once falling from her steed.
Never was there a pleasanter hunting party, and day after day the time
passed so happily away that the Prince forgot all about the little dog
he was searching for, and even forgot his own home and his father's
promise.
At length the White Cat reminded him that in three days he must appear
at court, and the Prince was terribly upset to think that he had now
no chance of winning his father's kingdom. But the White Cat told him
that all would be well, and giving him an acorn, bade him mount the
wooden horse and ride away.
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