The Flying Trunk (4)

The Flying Trunk (4)

They sat close to each other, and he told her a story about her eyes.

They were beautiful dark lakes in which her thoughts swam　about like　graceful mermaids.

And her forehead was a snowy mountain, grand and shining.
These were lovely stories.

Then he asked the Princess to marry him, and she agreed at once.

" But you must come here on Saturday, " she said, " for the Sultan and the Sultana  are coming to tea with me. They will be indeed proud that I receive the god of Turks. 
But mind you have a really good story ready, for my parents like them immensely.
My mother likes something rather moral and high-flown, and my father likes something merry to make him laugh. "

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