Then the youth clambered down and took the Vila home
Meantime the old wizard under the tree awoke, started out, and came into the room where they were. He greeted the Vila with “Good-day!” whereupon she became visible to every one as a beautiful maiden.
Soon after the youth married her. I was present at the wedding, ate and drank with the old man and conversed much with him; and we moistened our throats so often with sweet wine from Zagorje that my grandfather and I can taste it yet.
“Can you really, mother’s-mother?” exclaimed the little boy.
The other grandmother laughed. “That is only the way it ends,” she said. “Some stories end that way.”