RUMPELSTILTSKIN—I
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Once upon a time there lived a miller who had a beautiful daughter.
Now the miller had to visit the king's castle and, while there, he happened to meet the king face to face.
The king stopped and spoke to the miller. The miller, wishing the king to think that he was very rich, told him that he had a daughter who could spin straw into gold.
"Ah," said the king, "that is indeed a wonderful gift. To-morrow you must bring your daughter to my castle, that she may spin some gold for me."
Then the miller was afraid and wished he had not spoken, but he had to do as the king ordered.
The next day he brought his daughter to the castle.