"I've heard about castles around here,"
he said, "but I don't know as you'll find one in a day. You'll know
one, though, by the gold on the roof," he explained.
So the boy went on farther still, and he came to another turn in the
road. A girl with her flock of geese stood there, and the boy spoke to
her. "I am taking a journey to a castle," he said. "Can you tell me
how to find one?"
The girl laughed. "You'll know it by the garden," she said. "All
castles have very pretty gardens."
So the boy went farther still, and where the road curved he met an old
granny walking toward him with her knitting in her hand.
"Please, granny," said the boy. "I am taking a journey to find a
castle. Can you direct me to one?"
The granny looked down through her spectacles at the boy. "Perhaps you
will come to a castle beyond the last turn in the road," she said,
pointing behind her. "They say there are castles hidden hereabouts.
You'll know it by the fine feasts they give every day at sundown, and
the king and queen will be waiting at the door to welcome you."
"How shall I know the king and queen? Do they always wear crowns?"
asked the little boy.
"Not always," said the granny, "but you can tell a true king and queen
because they are so good and wise and kind.
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