But the maiden was not only beautiful , she was also shrewd ; and as soon as she read in the glance of the jogi the love that filled his soul , she sprang to her feet , and , gathering her veil about her , ran from the place as fast as she could . The jogi tried to follow , but he was no match for her ; so , beside himself with rage at finding that he could not overtake her , he flung at her a lance , which wounded her in the leg . The brave princess stooped for a second to pluck the lance out of the wound , and then ran on until she found herself safe at home again . There she bathed and bound up the wound secretly , and told no one how naughty she had been , for she knew that her father would punish her severely . Next day , when the king went to visit the jogi , the holy man would neither speak to nor look at him . ` What is the matter ? ' asked the king . ` Wo n't you speak to me to-day ? ' ' I have nothing to say that you would care to hear , ' answered the jogi . ` Why ? ' said the king . ` Surely you know that I value all that you say , whatever it may be . ' But still the jogi sat with his face turned away , and the more the king pressed him the more silent and mysterious he became . At last , after much persuasion , he said : ` Let me tell you , then , that there is in this city a creature which , if you do not put an end to it , will kill every single person in the place . ' The king , who was easily frightened , grew pale . ` What ? ' he gasped -- ` what is this dreadful thing ? How am I to know it and to catch it ? Only counsel me and help me , and I will do all that you advise . ' ` Ah ! '
replied the XXXXX , ` it is indeed dreadful .
city feet glance home jogi love one pale second thing