"What does my master command?"
"Now you must take the princess home again," said he, "because now I know what she looks like and to-morrow I shall sue for her hand."
The following morning the king stepped to the window. "Now I shall not have to see that castle across the way," he thought to himself. But the evil one must have had a hand in the matter—there stood the castle just as before, and the sun was shining brightly on its roof, and the weather-vanes were sending beams into his eyes.
The king once more fell into a rage, and shouted for all his people, who hurried to him with more than usual rapidity. The courtiers bowed and scraped and the soldiers marched in parade step and presented arms.
"Do you see that castle there?" roared the king.
They stretched their necks, their eyes grew large as saucers and they looked.
Yes, indeed, they saw it.
"Did I not order you to tear down that castle and hang its builder?" he said.
This they could not deny; but now the captain himself stepped forward and told what had occurred, and what an alarming number of soldiers the duke had, and how magnificent his castle was.
Then he also repeated what the duke had said, and that he had sent his greetings to the king.