You can imagine how delighted the Queen was when she heard the name. And when the little man came in a little later and [[8]]asked, “Now, Lady Queen, what is my name?” she asked first, “Is your name Conrad?”
“No.”
“Is your name Henry?”
“No.”
“Is your name, perhaps, Rumpelstiltskin?”
“The bad fairies told you that! the bad fairies told you that!” screamed the little man, and in his rage he stamped his right foot so deep into the ground that his whole leg went in; then, in a passion, he seized his left foot with both hands and tore himself in two.
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DOLL-IN-THE-GRASS
Once upon a time there was a King who had twelve sons. When they were grown big he told them they must go out into the world to win themselves wives, but these wives must each be able to spin and weave and sew a shirt in one day, else he would not have them for daughters-in-law.