At last he came to a wide plain, in the middle of which a castle exactly like the Magician's was built. When he knocked he was asked what he wanted, and answered: "I want the little gold foot."
"THE OWNER OF THE CASTLE THREW HIM TWO LITTLE LENTIL-GRAINS."
"Ah! my brother has sent you to me! And what does he wish from me?"
"He wishes you to send him two snails for his supper."
"Here they are, but now leave me in peace!" a woman called out, ungraciously, from the window, at the same time throwing him the two snails he desired.
Now the youth returned with the things he had collected to the Magician, and said: "Here I bring you what you wished for."
Then the Magician gave him all the necessary instructions as to the use of the three things. But when the youth turned his back to go away, the captive cried, imploringly, "And you are going to leave me lying here?"
"It would be no more than you deserve. However, I will release you. But woe betide you if you have deceived me again."