` There is some jugglery about it ! But you are not going to escape me so easily . In three hours you shall come here and give me another proof of your cleverness . I shall set alight a handful of straw , and before it is burnt up you will have turned it into a pair of boots . If not , off goes your head . ' So the prince returned sadly into his room , but the bee was there before him . ` Why do you look so melancholy , my handsome Prince ? ' ` How can I help looking melancholy when your father has ordered me to make him a pair of boots ? 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 XXXXX ask why he delayed so long .
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