There was no help for it, go she must; and when she reached the palace, they dressed her out so finely that no princess ever looked so smart.
The bridal train went to church, where she stood for the bride, and when they came back, there was dancing and merriment in the palace. But just as she was in the midst of dancing with the Prince, she saw a gleam of light through the window, and lo! the cabin by the wood-side was all one bright flame.
“Oh! the beggar, and the babe, and the cabin”, she screamed out, and was just going to swoon away.
“Here is the beggar, and there is the babe, and so let the cabin burn away”, said Hacon Grizzlebeard.
Then she knew him again, and after that the mirth and merriment began in right earnest; but since that I have never heard tell anything more about them.
BOOTS, WHO MADE THE PRINCESS SAY, “THAT’S A STORY”
Once on a time there was a king who had a daughter, and she was such a dreadful story-teller that the like of her was not to be found far or near. So the king gave out, that if any one could tell such a string of lies, as would get her to say, “That’s a story”, he should have her to wife, and half the kingdom besides. Well, many came, as you may fancy, to try their luck, for every one would have been very glad to have the Princess, to say nothing of the kingdom; but they all cut a sorry figure, for the Princess was so given to story-telling, that all their lies went in at one ear and out of the other. Among the rest came three brothers to try their luck, and the two elder went first, but they fared no better than those who had gone before them. Last of all the third, Boots, set off and found the Princess in the farm-yard.
“Good-morning”, he said, “and thank you for nothing.”
“Good-morning”, said she, “and the same to you.”
Then she went on: