The young lady says, “Yes,” she will do so.
The monster comes again, and says to her:
“Ay! ay! ay! my head. Take the hammer, and hit me hard.”
The young lady does it until she is tired, and then she says:
“How unfortunate I shall be if you die.”
He answers, “I shall not die. He who will know that will know a great secret.”
“Most certainly I would not wish you to die. I should die of hunger in this island without you, and I should get no benefit by it. You ought to tell me what would kill you.”
He says to her, “No! Before this, too, a woman has deceived a man, and I will not tell you.”
“You can tell it to me—yes, to me. To whom shall I tell it? I see nobody. Nobody is able to come here.”
At last, at last, he tells her then: