spread with a fine cloth and having upon it the best supper her eyes had ever looked on.
"Sit down and eat," continued the white bird, "for you must be hungry. The goats are even now on their way homeward and will find your father's pen unguided, with the rest of the flock, to-night."
So Ananda married the white bird and lived in the palace cave, and for a long time her days were full of wonder and delight. There seemed no end to the treasures around her, and she had but to form a wish in her mind to have it straightway granted. But after awhile she began to grow lonely. Every morning the white bird disappeared (whither, she never knew), and all day long she must remain by herself in the great vaulted room. In the evening the white bird would return, but after all, he was poor company compared with her two sisters, and she began to regret what she had done and long to be at home again. The white bird brought
