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Andersen's Fairy Tales

always something wrong. Princesses he found in plenty; but whether they were real
Princesses it was impossible for him to decide, for now one thing, now another, seemed to
him not quite right about the ladies. At last he returned to his palace quite cast down,
because he wished so much to have a real Princess for his wife.
One evening a fearful tempest arose, it thundered and lightened, and the rain poured down
from the sky in torrents: besides, it was as dark as pitch. All at once there was heard a
violent knocking at the door, and the old King, the Prince's father, went out himself to open
it.
It was a Princess who was standing outside the door. What with the rain and the wind, she
was in a sad condition; the water trickled down from her hair, and her clothes clung to her
body. She said she was a real Princess.
"Ah! we shall soon see that!" thought the old Queen-mother; however, she said not a word
of what she was going to do; but went quietly into the bedroom, took all the bed-clothes off
the bed, and put three little peas on the bedstead. She then laid twenty mattresses one upon
another over the three peas, and put twenty feather beds over the mattresses.
Upon this bed the Princess was to pass the night.
The next morning she was asked how she had slept. "Oh, very badly indeed!" she replied.
"I have scarcely closed my eyes the whole night through. I do not know what was in my
bed, but I had something hard under me, and am all over black and blue. It has hurt me so
much!"
Now it was plain that the lady must be a real Princess, since she had been able to feel the
three little peas through the twenty mattresses and twenty feather beds. None but a real
Princess could have had such a delicate sense of feeling.
The Prince accordingly made her his wife; being now convinced that he had found a real
Princess. The three peas were however put into the cabinet of curiosities, where they are
still to be seen, provided they are not lost.
Wasn't this a lady of real delicacy?
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