chapter  5
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The Pot of Basil—La grasta di lu basilicò

When the old woman told this to her granddaughter, the girl didn’t need any persuading! The following evening Povira-bedda, all dressed up as you can imagine, presented herself to the prince. At the sight of her he was at a loss for words, and he married her on the spot. But Povira-bedda did not dare get into the marriage-bed. The queen, you see, had ordered her to hide underneath the bed, so that the bride that she had selected for her son could lie in the bed. The prince, of course, did not understand what was happening. In the wink of an eye Povira-bedda vanished under the bed and-zoom!—in between the bed-sheets slipped the princess.