As soon as they were all taken away, I heard a sound as of the shutting of a door, and knew that I was left alone.

I sat long by the fire, meditating, and wondering how it would all end; and when at length, wearied with thinking, I betook myself to my own bed, it was half with a hope that, when I awoke in the morning, I should awake not only in my own room, but in my own castle also; and that I should walk, out upon my own native soil, and find that Fairy Land was, after all, only a vision of the night.

The sound of the falling waters of the fountain floated me into oblivion..