MeantimeRosalieandtheInvisiblePrincehadreached，handinhand，adoorofthegallerywhichledthroughaterraceintothegardens。Insilencetheyglidedalong，andthoughtthemselvesalreadysafe，whenafuriousmonsterdasheditselfbyaccidentagainstRosalieandtheInvisiblePrince，andinherfrightsheletgohishand。Noonecanspeakaslongasheisinvisible，andbesides，theyknewthatthespiritswereallaroundthem，andattheslightestsoundtheywouldberecognised；soalltheycoulddowastofeelaboutinthehopethattheirhandsmightoncemoremeet。
But，alas！thejoyoflibertylastedbutashorttime。ThePrincess，havingwanderedinvainupanddowntheforest，stoppedatlastontheedgeofafountain。Asshewalkedshewroteonthetrees:’IfeverthePrince，mylover，comesthisway，lethimknowthatitishereIdwell，andthatIsitdailyontheedgeofthisfountain，minglingmytearswithitswaters。’
Thesewordswerereadbyoneofthegenii，whorepeatedthemtohismaster。ThePrinceoftheAir，inhisturnmakinghimselfinvisible，wasledtothefountain，andwaitedforRosalie。Whenshedrewnearheheldouthishand，whichshegraspedeagerly，takingitforthatofherlover；and，seizinghisopportunity，thePrincepassedacordroundherarms，andthrowingoffhisinvisibilitycriedtohisspiritstodragherintothelowestpit。
ItwasatthismomentthattheInvisiblePrinceappeared，andatthesightofthePrinceoftheGeniimountingintotheair，holdingasilkencord，heguessedinstantlythathewascarryingoffRosalie。
Hefeltsooverwhelmedbydespairthathethoughtforaninstantofputtinganendtohislife。’CanIsurvivemymisfortunes？’