“How will that rescue my uncle?”
“You shall see.”
The maiden took the white hen, and went out into the night. The old woman pointed out to her the way to the castle.
As she drew near the castle, she heard a great noise in the highway. The count’s son was returning late from the chase. As he drew near her on horseback, he accosted her politely and asked her errand.
The beautiful girl related the story the old woman had told her.
“I will take you to my father.”
She related her story to the count, and showed him the white hen.
“Pooh! pooh!” said the count.
“I think her story is true,” said the young man.
“Why?”