Rapunzel stared down at the witch.
The witch could not get into the tower.
But Rapunzel had an idea.
Rapunzel leaned out the window.
Then she dropped her long hair down.
"Climb up!" she called.
The witch snorted. "I'm too old for climbing."
"Just try!" Rapunzel said.
The witch looked scared, but she grabbed the hair.
Rapunzel pulled.
Slowly the witch began to rise.
The witch closed her eyes. "I'm dizzy!
This was a bad idea!"
"Hold on tightly!" Rapunzel called.
Rapunzel kept pulling on the braid.
Finally . . . thunk!
The witch landed inside the tower!
The prince was hiding nearby.
He watched the witch get into the tower.
"Please?" his servant whispered. "Can we go?"
"No," the prince said.
"I must talk to that girl!"
The prince waited until the witch was gone.
After dark Rapunzel heard a strange voice.
"Who's there?" She looked out the window.
A young man stood below.
"Do I know you?" she asked.
The man nodded.
"We met a long time ago at the market."
He stepped into the moonlight.
Rapunzel gasped. "You're the prince!
I see you at the palace!"
Rapunzel let down her hair.
The prince climbed up.
"What are you doing in the forest?" Rapunzel asked.
"I like to walk in the woods," the prince said.
"Sometimes I hear someone singing."
Rapunzel smiled and sang softly.
"You are the singer!" the prince cried.
"But why are you locked in this tower?"
Rapunzel told him about the witch.
The prince frowned and paced the room.
"The witch cannot keep you here!
My servant will fetch a ladder.
And soon you will be free!"