"The morning dew is beginning to fall already."
At last Kate began to think that it must really be the door that weighed so heavy, and she said,
"Fred, I must throw down the door!" and he answered,
"No, Kate, not now; we might be discovered."
"Oh dear me, Fred, but I must! it weighs me down so."
"No, Kate, you must hold it fast."
"O Fred, it's slipping, it's falling!"
"Well then, let it fall in the name of torment!" cried Fred in a passion. And so it fell with a great crash, and the thieves below cried,
"There is something wrong about this tree!" and they got up in a great hurry and ran off, leaving their spoil behind them. And early in the morning when Fred and Kate came down from the tree they got all their gold again and carried it home.
And when they reached their house again Fred said,