Does he take me for a shoemaker ? ' ` What do you think of doing ? ' ` Not of making boots , at any rate ! I am not afraid of death . One can only die once after all . ' ` No , Prince , you shall not die . I will try to save you . And we will fly together or die together . ' As she spoke she spat upon the ground , and then drawing the prince after her out of the room , she locked the door behind her and threw away the key . Holding each other tight by the hand , they made their way up into the sunlight , and found themselves by the side of the same sea , while the prince 's horse was still quietly feeding in the neighbouring meadow . The moment he saw his master , the horse whinnied and galloped towards him . Without losing an instant the prince sprang into the saddle , swung the princess behind him , and away they went like an arrow from a bow . When the hour arrived which Kostieï had fixed for the prince 's last trial , and there were no signs of him , the king sent to his room to ask why he delayed so long . The servants , finding the door locked , knocked loudly and received for answer , ` In one moment . ' It was the spittle , which was imitating the voice of the prince . The answer was taken back to Kostieï . He waited ; still no prince . He sent the servants back again , and the same voice replied , ` Immediately . ' ` He is making fun of me ! ' shrieked Kostieï in a rage .
` Break in the XXXXX , and bring him to me ! '
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