‘Good morning, Hans. What have you brought me?’
‘I’ve brought nothing. But I want something.’
Grettel gives him a knife.
‘Good-bye, Grettel.’
‘Good-bye, Hans.’
Hans takes the knife, and sticks it in his sleeve, and goes home.
‘Good evening, Mother.’
‘Good evening, Hans. Where have you been?’
‘Been to see Grettel.’
‘What did you give her?’