"Because you're such a green Griffin," said the yellow man; and he
screamed with laughter again--"I know all about it, you've blued
the cats and now the Princess has greened you. She's turned into a
flea, and you still want to eat her, and it never occurred to you,
you green old grampus of a Griffin, that fleas like CATS. I
suppose the Princess flea wouldn't jump on to a tabby kitten, and
you couldn't swallow the kitten--oh dear, no--of course not . . .
."

But the Griffin was gone. He went to the Zoo, found a tabby
kitten, though they are rare in that country, and flew back with it
to the Princess's room.

He waited half an hour and then swallowed the kitten at one gulp;
but he instantly burst in four pieces, for the fluffy kitten
tickled his digestive organs so much that they cracked his sides
and he died; and the flea and the kitten came out quite unhurt,
only a little damp.

Then a wonderful thing happened. The tabby kitten changed into the
little yellow man who had laughed at the Griffin. He grew, and
grew, and in a few minutes he was a handsome prince. His name was
Prince Orange Plushikins. One day a cruel witch whom he had
offended had changed him into an ugly yellow man, and had sworn
that he should only regain his shape if he was eaten by a Griffin
when under the form of a tabby kitten; which you know was precisely
what happened. Well, Prince Orange Plushikins at once asked the
Princess flea to marry him, and the minute the flea said "Yes," the
Princess reappeared. She and the Prince were married next morning;
and all the cats went to the steam laundry and were washed and