When the man awoke in the morning he was much surprised to find the boy nestling up close to him.
‘Dear me! where do you come from?’ said he.
‘I am your son, born in the night,’ replied the boy.
‘If that is true,’ said the man, ‘you shall take care of my sheep, and I will give you food. But take care you never cross the border of my land, or you will repent it.’ Then he pointed out where the border of his land lay, and bade the boy begin his work at once.
The young shepherd led his flock out to the richest meadows and stayed with them till evening, when he brought them back, and helped the man to milk them. When this was done, they both sat down to supper, and while they were eating the boy asked the big man: ‘What is your name, father?’
‘Mogarzea,’ answered he.
‘I wonder you are not tired of living by yourself in this lonely place.’
‘There is no reason you should wonder! Don’t you know that there was never a bear yet who danced of his own free will?’
‘Yes, that is true,’ replied the boy. ‘But why is it you are always so sad? Tell me your history, father.’
‘What is the use of my telling you things that would only make you sad too?’