"Did you give it to me?
How generous, and how extravagant you are! Protect me with the gift of your love, as if you were Jupiter and I Danae!" "A beautiful picture, and, that it may be a reality, I will play the role of Jupiter and open the box." He took a roll of gold, and let it fall upon Wilhelmine's head, her beautiful shoulders, and her arms, like a shower of gold.

She shrieked and laughed, and sought to gather up the pieces which rolled ringing around her upon the floor.

The prince seized another roll, and another still, till she was flooded with the glistening pieces.

Then another and another, until Wilhelmine, laughing, screamed for grace, and sprang up, the gold rolling around her like teasing goblins..