She might call and shout,and no one aboutwould ever call back,"Who's there?"On the wide road leading straight into the country, the wise old woman unfolds her cloak -- and releases from within its folds the Princess Rosamund.When the girl opens eyelids swollen from weeping, she sees nothing familiar. City and palace -- gone! Soon she and the wise old woman arrive at a cottage . . . one that seems to have a mind of its own -- to the infinite displeasure of the spoiled young girl!