Then he tore a
piece from his handkerchief and stuffed it into the
shoe to hold the pearl in place. Inga's shoes were long
and pointed, as were all the shoes worn in Pingaree,
and the points curled upward, so that there was quite a
vacant space beyond the place where the boy's toes
reached when the shoe was upon his foot.
After he had put on the Shoe and laced it up he
opened the bag and took out the Pink Pearl. "This will
protect me from danger," said Inga, and removing the
shoe from his left foot he carefully placed the pearl
in the hollow toe. This, also, he secured in place by
means of a strip torn from his handkerchief.
Having put on the second shoe and laced it up, the
boy drew from the silken bag the third pearl -- that
which was pure white -- and holding it to his ear he
asked.
"Will you advise me what to do, in this my hour of
misfortune?"
Clearly the small voice of the pearl made answer:
"I advise you to go to the Islands of Regos and
Coregos, where you may liberate your parents from
slavery."
"How could I do that?" exclaimed Prince Inga, amazed
at receiving such advice.
"To-night," spoke the voice of the pearl, "there will
be a storm, and in the morning a boat will strand upon
the shore.
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