'my dear, when you go out of a room, how often have i told you, shut the door.that's a darling.that's all.' at last the keys and the desk and the spectacles were got, and the king mended his pen, and signed his name to a reprieve, and angelica ran with it as swift as the wind.'you'd better stay, my love, and finish the muffins.there's no use going.be sure it's too late.hand me over that raspberry jam, please,' said the monarch.'bong! bawong! there goes the half-hour.i knew it was.'
angelica ran, and ran, and ran, and ran.she ran up fore street, and down high street, and through the market-place, and down to the left, and over the bridge, and up the blind alley, and back again, and round by the castle, and so along by the haberdasher's on the right, opposite the lamp-post, and round the square, and she came--she came to the execution place, where she saw bulbo laying his head on the block!!! the executioner raised his axe, but at that moment the princess came panting up and cried 'reprieve!' 'reprieve!' screamed the princess.'reprieve!'
shouted all the people.up the scaffold stairs she sprang, with the agility of a lighter of lamps; and flinging herself in bulbo's arms, regardless of all ceremony, she cried out, 'oh, my prince! my lord! my love! my bulbo! thine angelica has been in time to save thy precious existence, sweet rosebud; to prevent thy being nipped in thy young bloom! had aught befallen thee, angelica too had died, and welcomed death that joined her to her bulbo.'
'h'm! there's no accounting for tastes,' said bulbo, looking so very much puzzled and uncomfortable that the princess, in tones of tenderest strain, asked the cause of his disquiet.
'i tell you what it is, angelica,' said he, 'since i came here yesterday, there has been such a row, and disturbance, and quarrelling, and fighting, and chopping of heads off, and the deuce to pay, that i am inclined to go back to crim tartary.'