So the next morning the prince said that he must have three drops of grease washed out of his coat, and that he would marry no one who couldn't wash them out.
Long-Nose began to wash the coat, but she couldn't get the grease out. It turned black.
Then the old witch tried, but she had no better luck.
Then the younger witches tried.
"You cannot wash," said the prince. "I believe the poor girl out under the window can wash better than you. Let her try."
So the girl came in and tried, and as soon as she put the coat into the water it was white as snow.
"You are the girl for me!" said the prince.
At this the old witch flew into such a rage that she fell to pieces, and Princess Long-Nose fell to pieces, and the younger witches all fell to pieces. And no one could ever put them together again.
The prince married the poor girl, and they flew away as far as they could from the castle that lay East of the Sun and West of the Moon.