“But you must sell it me. How much do you want for it? I will give you all you ask.”
“Five hundred francs.” And he gives it him.
The priest’s housekeeper used sometimes to laugh at him. So when he came home he wanted to frighten her a little; and, as usual, she begins to make fun of him; and he stabs her with the large carving-knife. His sister says to him,
“Do you know what you have done? You have killed your housekeeper!”
“No, no! I can put that to rights.”
He begins to play on the flute, but it does no good at all. He rushes off in a rage to the huntsman’s house, and he ties the huntsman in a sack, and hauls him off to throw him into the sea. As he passes near the church, the bell begins to ring for Mass, and he leaves the man there till he has said Mass. Meanwhile a shepherd passes. He asks him what he is doing there. He says to him, “The priest is going to throw me into the sea because I will not marry the king’s daughter.”
The other said to him, “I will put myself in your place, and I will deliver you. When you have tied me up, go away with my flock.”
When the priest returned, after having said Mass, he takes up the sack, and the man says,
“I will marry the king’s daughter.”
“I will marry you presently.”