‘They always call me Buona Grazia.’
‘A very nice name. Good-bye, and we’ll set to work.’
La Buona Grazia ran and unhooked the picture, and set to work to make a hole with all the available tools she could find; and the stranger, as soon as he had ascertained by the noise where she was at work, set to also. It turned out to be only a partition,[6] and not a regular wall, and the hole was soon cut.
‘What fun!’ said the girl, as she jumped through. ‘Oh, how nice to be free! But,’ she added, ‘I can’t travel with you in these poor clothes.’
‘No,’ said the stranger. ‘I’ll have a travelling dress made for you, by the hunchback himself.’
‘Oh, take care!’ cried the girl, earnestly.
‘Don’t be afraid,’ answered the stranger; ‘and above all don’t look frightened.’
Then he sent his servant to call the hunchback, and when he came he said—
‘I want a travelling dress made directly for my wife here, so please take her measure.’
The hunchback started when he saw who it was he had to measure.