‘Very well, my daughter, put it on again; I do not forbid you.’
She put on the smock, and she said to his mother, ‘Remain here with the help of the good God, my mother; salute my husband for me; and take good care of my child. For never more will you see me.’
Then she sped away with the good God, and returned home to the witch, her mother.
Her husband came back to the house and asked his mother, ‘Where has my wife gone?’
‘My son, she went into that room there; she once more put on a certain smock; she sent you a farewell greeting; and she asked me to take care of her child, for never more would she see us.’
‘Well, I am going away in quest of her.’
He took a lot of money with him, he set out, and journeyed forth with the help of the good God. He came to a miller’s house. The miller had a mill, where they ground corn for this witch. Well, the nobleman’s son asked this miller to hide him in a sack, to cover him with meal, and to fasten him securely into the sack.
‘I will pay you for this service,’ said he to the miller.
Well, as soon as he had hidden him in the sack and [[191]]fastened it, four devils came. Each of them took a sack; but the first of these, the one in which the nobleman’s son was concealed, was very heavy. This devil took the sack; he threw it upon his back; he set out on his road, and went away with the good God (sic!). They went to the abode of the witch and laid down their sacks.
The next day there was to be a wedding there. Who should happen to come to this first sack but his wife?