One evening there was a terrible storm; it thundered and lightninged and the rain poured down in torrents; indeed it was a fearful night.In the middle of the storm somebody knocked at the town gate, and the old King himself sent to open it.
|It was a princess who stood outside, but she was in a terrible state from the rain and the storm. The water streamed out of her hair and her clothes; it ran in at the top of her shoes and out at the heel, but she said that she was a real princess.|
|"Well we shall soon see if that is true," thought the old Queen, but she said nothing.|
|They saw at once that she must be a real princess when she had felt the pea through twenty mattresses and twenty feather beds. Nobody but a real princess could have such a delicate skin.|
|So the prince took her to be his wife, for now he was sure that he had found a real princess, and the pea was put into the Museum, where it may still be seen if no one has stolen it.|
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