218 GLOOSCAP AND OTHER STORIES The prince at once prepared himself to follow her. He put on his magical coat and shoes, and holding the sword in his hand, he willed to be carried and placed in front of the ogre's cave. In an instant he found himself standing on a narrow ledge with a smooth wall of rock in front of him, and the waves dashing against the rocky cliff. With one hand he steadied himself upon his narrow foothold, and with the other held the magical sword and marked out on the rock the shape of a door. "Door, open!" he commanded. And at once the door which he had marked out rolled back, and the prince saw before him the ogre's cave. There were the many beautiful brides, and there was his own wife with the others. The prince stole behind her chair. Just at this moment the ogre started up. "There is a wedding in the city!" he cried, and disappeared. The prince leaned over his bride's shoulder, and whispered: "Ask him where he keeps his soul." Then the ogre appeared before them with a bride he had just carried off. "Where do you keep your soul?" the prin¬ cess asked. "Now that is a very strange question," said the ogre. "No one has ever asked me that be¬ fore, so I will tell you. I keep my soul in a cas-