"Don't be afraid of me at all," says the little man.
"I'll be a friend to you, if you are able to keep a secret."
"I am able, indeed; I kept your mother's secret, and I'll keep yours as well."
"May-be you're thirsty?" says the little man.
"I'm not free from it," said Paudyeen.
The little man put a hand in his bosom and drew out a gold goblet. He gave it to Paudyeen, and said: "Draw wine out of that barrel under me."
Paudyeen drew the full up of the goblet, and handed it to the little man. "Drink yourself first," says he. Paudyeen drank, drew another goblet, and handed it to the little man, and he drank it.
"Fill up and drink again," said the little man. "I have a mind to be merry to-night."
The pair of them sat there drinking until they were half drunk. Then the little man gave a leap down to the floor, and said to Paudyeen:
"Don't you like music?"
"I do, surely," says Paudyeen, "and I'm a good dancer, too."
"Lift up the big flag over there in the corner, and you'll get my pipes under it."
Paudyeen lifted the flag, got the pipes, and gave them to the little man. He squeezed the pipes on him, and began playing melodious music. Paudyeen began dancing till he was tired. Then they had another drink, and the little man said:
"Do as my mother told you, and I'll show you great riches. You can bring your wife in here, but don't tell her that I'm there, and she won't see me. Any time
