He began to play, and she danced. Just as she was dancing her very best, he broke the flute with his teeth.
The fairy said, ‘What are you doing, why did you break it, when I was dancing my very best?’
‘Come with me to that tree, that maple, that I may take out its heart and make a flute. And I will play all day, and you shall dance. Come with me.’
He went to the maple, and drove his axe into the maple, and cleft it. ‘Put your hand in, and take out the heart.’
She put in her hand; he drew out the axe, and left her hand in the tree.
She cried, ‘Quick, release my hand; it will be crushed.’
And he said, ‘Where are the old man’s and the old woman’s eyes? For if you don’t tell me, I shall cut your throat.’
‘Go to the third room. They’re in a glass. The larger are the old man’s, the smaller the old woman’s.’ [[78]]
‘How shall I put them in again?’
‘There is water in a glass there, and moisten them with the water, and put them in, and they will adhere. And smear with the water, and they will see.’