At last he undid himself entirely, and crept from the bed.

Then first the lord chamberlain discovered that his tormentor had bent and twisted the bedstead, legs and canopy and all, so about him that he was shut in a silver cage out of which it was impossible for him to find a way.

Once more, thinking his enemy was gone, he began to shout for help.

But the instant he opened his mouth his keeper darted at him and bit him, and after three or four such essays, he lay still.
The master of the horse Curdie gave in charge to the tapir.

When the soldier saw him enter--for he was not yet asleep--he sprang from his bed, and flew at him with his sword.