"It is dreadfully hot here!" observed the first brother.
"Yes," replied the princess, "my father is going to roast young pullets to-day."
"Baa!" there he stood like a baa-lamb. He had not been prepared for a speech of this kind; and had not a word to say, though he intended to say something witty. "Baa!"
"He is of no use!" said the princess. "Away with him."
And he was obliged to go accordingly. And now the second brother came in.
"It is terribly warm here!" he observed.
"Yes, we're roasting pullets to-day," replied the princess.
"What—what were you—were you pleased to ob——" stammered he—and all the clerks wrote down, "pleased to ob——"
"He is of no use!" said the princess. "Away with him!"
Now came the turn of Jack the Dullard. He rode into the hall on his goat.