and the Lady in Waiting, without any ceremony, were mounted each
behind a soldier and taken to be shut up in a castle.

[Illustration: _Painted by Jennie Harbour_
THE WHITE FAWN]

Soon after his terrible disappointment, Prince Guerrier, unable to
bear any longer the life at court, secretly departed from the palace
with his faithful friend Bécafigue, leaving a letter for his father
saying he would return to him as soon as his mind was in a happier
state, and begging him meanwhile to keep the ugly Princess prisoner,
and think of some revenge upon the deceitful king, her father.

After three or four days' journeying, the wanderers found themselves
in a thick forest. Quite wearied out, the Prince threw himself
upon the ground, while Bécafigue went on further in search of fruit
wherewith to refresh his royal master.

It is a long time since we left the White Fawn, that is to say the
charming Princess.

Very desolately she wept when in a stream she saw her figure
reflected, and when night came she was in great fear, for she heard
wild beasts about her, and sometimes forgetting she was a fawn she
would try to climb a tree. But with morning dawn she felt a little
safer, and the sun appeared a marvellous sight to her from which she
could hardly turn her eyes. But now the Fairy Tulip, who had always
loved the Princess guided Giroflée's feet in her direction, and
when the White Fawn saw her faithful Maid of Honour her delight was
boundless.