They went with the miller. He conducted them to the store-room. These noblemen, seeing so many decapitated brigands, spoke thus to the miller, ‘Tell us truly, now, who was it killed them?’
‘My daughter,’ answered he.
‘Was it you who killed these brigands?’ they asked his daughter.
‘It was I.’
‘And why did you do so?’
‘Because they wanted to carry me off.’
‘What did you kill them with?’
‘With my father’s sword.’
‘That was well done.’
They gave her three bushels of ducats. These brigands were buried.