Theprincessburstintoapassionoftearsandfellonthefloor. Thereshelayforanhour,andhertearsneverceased. Allthepent-upcryingofherlifewasspentnow. Andaraincameon,suchashadneverbeenseeninthatcountry. Thesunshoneallthetime,andthegreatdrops,whichfellstraighttotheearth,shonelikewise. Thepalacewasintheheartofarainbow. Itwasarainofrubies,andsapphires,andemeralds,andtopazes. Thetorrentspouredfromthemountainslikemoltengold;andifithadnotbeenforitssubterraneousoutlet,thelakewouldhaveoverflowedandinundatedthecountry.Itwasfullfromshoretoshore. Buttheprincessdidnotheedthelake.Shelayonthefloorandwept. Andthisrainwithindoorswasfarmorewonderfulthantherainoutofdoors. Forwhenitabatedalittle,andsheproceededtorise,shefound,toherastonishment,thatshecouldnot. Atlength,aftermanyefforts,shesucceededingettinguponherfeet.Butshetumbleddownagaindirectly. Hearingherfall,heroldnurseutteredayellofdelight,andrantoher,screaming: “Mydarlingchild!She’sfoundhergravity!” “Oh,that’sit,isit?”saidtheprincess,rubbinghershoulderandherkneealternately.“Iconsideritveryunpleasant.IfeelasifIshouldbecrushedtopieces.” “Hurrah!”criedtheprincefromthebed.“Ifyou’vecomeround,princess,sohaveI.How’sthelake?” “Brimful,”answeredthenurse. “Thatweareindeed!”answeredtheprincess,sobbing. Andtherewasrejoicingalloverthecountrythatrainyday. Eventhebabiesforgottheirpasttroubles,anddancedandcrowedamazingly. Andthekingtoldstories,andthequeenlistenedtothem. Andhedividedthemoneyinhisbox,andshethehoneyinherpot,amongallthechildren. Andtherewassuchjubilationaswasneverheardofbefore. Ofcoursetheprinceandprincesswerebetrothedatonce. Buttheprincesshadtolearntowalk,beforetheycouldbemarriedwithanypropriety. Andthiswasnotsoeasyathertimeoflife,forshecouldwalknomorethanababy. Shewasalwaysfallingdownandhurtingherself. “Isthisthegravityyouusedtomakesomuchof?”saidsheonedaytotheprince,asheraisedherfromthefloor.“Formypart,Iwasagreatdealmorecomfortablewithoutit.” “No,no,that’snotit.Thisisit,”repliedtheprince,ashetookherup,andcarriedheraboutlikeababy,kissingherallthetime.“Thisisgravity.” “That’sbetter,”saidshe.“Idon’tmindthatsomuch.” Andshesmiledthesweetest,loveliestsmileintheprince’sface. Andshegavehimonelittlekissinreturnforallhis;andhethoughtthemoverpaid,forhewasbesidehimselfwithdelight. Ifearshecomplainedofhergravitymorethanonceafterthis,notwithstanding. Itwasalongtimebeforeshegotreconciledtowalking. Butthepainoflearningitwasquitecounterbalancedbytwothings,eitherofwhichwouldhavebeensufficientconsolation. Thefirstwas,thattheprincehimselfwasherteacher;andthesecond,thatshecouldtumbleintothelakeasoftenasshepleased. Still,shepreferredtohavetheprincejumpinwithher;andthesplashtheymadebeforewasnothingtothesplashtheymadenow. Thelakeneversankagain.Inprocessoftimeitworetheroofofthecavernquitethrough,andwastwiceasdeepasbefore. Theonlyrevengetheprincesstookuponherauntwastotreadprettyhardonhergoutytoethenexttimeshesawher. Butshewassorryforittheverynextday,whensheheardthatthewaterhadunderminedherhouse,andthatithadfalleninthenight,buryingherinitsruins;whencenooneeverventuredtodigupherbody.Theresheliestothisday. Sotheprinceandprincesslivedandwerehappy;andhadcrownsofgold,andclothesofcloth,andshoesofleather,andchildrenofboysandgirls,notoneofwhomwaseverknown,onthemostcriticaloccasion,tolosethesmallestatomofhisorherdueproportionofgravity.