them, and laughed, and cried for joy, and kissed them again. You may be sure the old Nurse was out among the foremost, her face quite shining with pleasure, and using longer words than the noblest there. And she admired the Prince very much, and was delighted that “her girl,” as she called the Princess, had got such a good husband. So here we leave them, and that country remained always happy, and so it has neither history nor geography. Therefore you won’t find it on any map, nor can you read about it in any book but this book. Lastly, here is a picture of the Prince and Princess at home, sitting on a beautiful Rose, as a Fairy’s God-child can do if she pleases.
As to the Black Beetle, he was appointed to a place about the Court, but he never married, he had no children, and there are no _other_ Black Beetles, consequently, in the country where the Prince and Princess became King and Queen.
_Au Temps jadis!_ as Perrault says, In half-forgotten Fairy days,-- “There lived a King once, and a Queen, As few there are, as more have been,”-- Ah, still we love the well-worn phrase, Still love to tread the ancient ways, To break the fence, to thread the maze, To see the beauty we have seen, _Au Temps jadis_!
Here’s luck to every child that strays In Fairy Land among the Fays; That follows through the forest green Prince Comical and Gwendoline; That reads the tales we used to praise, _Au Temps jadis_!
End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Princess Nobody, by Andrew Lang