The sooner I get out of this wood the better." "I don't know that," said the fairy.
"What do you mean ?" asked the prince.
"Why, how should I know ?" returned she.
"I can't tell," said the prince.
"Very well," said the fairy.
"How strangely you talk!" said the prince.
"Do I ?" said the fairy.
"Yes, you do," said the prince.
"Very well," said the fairy.
The prince was not used to be spoken to in this fashion, so he felt a little angry, and turned and walked away.

But this did not offend the fairy.

She stood at the door of her little house looking after him till the trees hid him quite.

Then she said "At last!" and went in.
The prince wandered and wandered, and got nowhere.

The sun sank and sank and went out of sight, and he seemed no nearer the end of the wood than ever.