he crept in to the empress, who told him all she had learnt from her
gaoler. The prince at once determined to seek the old woman on the top
of the mountain, and lost no time in setting out. It was a long and
steep climb, but at last he found her, and with a low bow he began:

'Good greeting to you, little mother!'

'Good greeting to you, my son! What are you doing here?'

'I wish to become your servant,' answered he.

'So you shall,' said the old woman. 'If you can take care of my mare for
three days I will give you a horse for wages, but if you let her stray
you will lose your head'; and as she spoke she led him into a courtyard
surrounded with palings, and on every post a man's head was stuck. One
post only was empty, and as they passed it cried out:

'Woman, give me the head I am waiting for!'

The old woman made no answer, but turned to the prince and said:

'Look! all those men took service with me, on the same conditions as
you, but not one was able to guard the mare!'

But the prince did not waver, and declared he would abide by his words.

When evening came he led the mare out of the stable and mounted her,
and the colt ran behind. He managed to keep his seat for a long time,
in spite of all her efforts to throw him, but at length he grew so weary
that he fell fast asleep, and when he woke he found himself sitting on a
log, with the halter in his hands. He jumped up in terror, but the mare
was nowhere to be seen, and he started with a beating heart in search of
her. He had gone some way without a single trace to guide him, when he
came to a little river. The sight of the water brought back to his mind
the fish whom he had saved from death, and he hastily drew the scale
from his pocket. It had hardly touched his fingers when the fish
appeared in the stream beside him.

'What is it, my brother?' asked the fish anxiously.

'The old woman's mare strayed last night, and I don't know where to look
for her.'

'Oh, I can tell you that: she has changed herself into a big fish, and
her foal into a little one. But strike the water with the halter and
say, "Come here, O mare of the mountain witch!" and she will come.'

The prince did as he was bid, and the mare and her foal stood before
him. Then he put the halter round her neck, and rode her home, the foal
always trotting behind them. The old woman was at the door to receive
them, and gave the prince some food while she led the mare back to the
stable.

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