and gave it to him, saying, "I fear that if you pass a night without
shelter some harm may come to you. I can offer you a poor one, but at
any rate it is secure from the lions."

Bécafigue went back to the Prince and together they returned to the
cottage, where they were led into the room next to that occupied by
the Princess.

Next morning the Prince arose early and went out; he had not long been
in the forest when he saw a beautiful little Fawn. Hunting had ever
been his favourite pastime, and now he pursued the little creature.
All day long hither and thither he chased, but did not succeed in
capturing her, and as evening fell the Fawn slipped away and gained
the little hut where Giroflée anxiously awaited her, and on hearing
her adventure the Maid of Honour told her she must never again venture
out, but the Princess replied:

"It is no use talking thus, when I am a Fawn this room is stifling to
me and I must depart from it."

The next day the young Prince sought in vain for the White Fawn, and
finally tired out threw himself upon the grass and fell asleep.

While he lay there the little Fawn drew near and looking at him
quietly, to her astonishment she recognised his features as those of
the Prince Guerrier. Coming nearer and nearer she presently touched
him and he awoke.

His surprise was great at seeing close by the shy little Fawn, who
stayed not an instant longer but fled away, the Prince following.