Just then the old lady came trotting up. She was dressed in shot-
silk of the richest quality, smelling of dried lavender.
'King Watkins the First, I believe?' said the old lady.
'Watkins,' replied the king, 'is my name.'
'Papa, if I am not mistaken, of the beautiful Princess Alicia?'
said the old lady.
'And of eighteen other darlings,' replied the king.
'Listen. You are going to the office,' said the old lady.
It instantly flashed upon the king that she must be a fairy, or how
could she know that?
'You are right,' said the old lady, answering his thoughts. 'I am
the good Fairy Grandmarina. Attend! When you return home to
dinner, politely invite the Princess Alicia to have some of the
salmon you bought just now.'
'It may disagree with her,' said the king.
The old lady became so very angry at this absurd idea, that the
king was quite alarmed, and humbly begged her pardon.
'We hear a great deal too much about this thing disagreeing, and
that thing disagreeing,' said the old lady, with the greatest
contempt it was possible to express. 'Don't be greedy. I think
you want it all yourself.'
The king hung his head under this reproof, and said he wouldn't
talk about things disagreeing any more.
'Be good, then,' said the Fairy Grandmarina, 'and don't. When the
beautiful Princess Alicia consents to partake of the salmon, - as I
think she will, - you will find she will leave a fish-bone on her
plate.
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