But remember carefully the charm.

Only to the magic words, "For love's sweet sake," will the necklace give up its treasures.

If thou shouldst forget, then must thou be doomed alway to bear thy gown of tow.' "So Olga sped on her moon-lighted way through the forest until she came to the castle gate.

There she paused, and grasping a bead of the strange necklace between her fingers, repeated the old dame's charm: "'For love's sweet sake, in my hour of need, Blossom and deck me, little seed.' "Immediately the bead burst with a little puff, as if a seed pod had snapped asunder.

A faint perfume surrounded her, rare and subtle as if it had been blown across from some flower of Eden.