they put the mother in a pot, boiled her, and threw the bones outside. When Smallhead came home there was no sign of the mother.
"Where is my mother?" asked she of the other two.
"She went out somewhere. How should we know where she is?"
"Oh, wicked girls! you have killed my mother," said Smallhead.
Smallhead wouldn't leave the house now at all, and the sisters were very angry.
"No man will marry either one of us," said they, "if he sees our fool of a sister."
Since they could not drive Smallhead from the house they made up their minds to go away themselves. One fine morning they left home unknown to their half-sister and travelled on many miles. When Smallhead discovered that her sisters were gone she hurried after them and never stopped till she came up with the two. They had to go home with her that day, but they scolded her bitterly.
The two settled then to kill Smallhead, so one day they took twenty needles and scattered them outside in a pile of straw. "We are going to that hill beyond," said they, "to stay till evening, and if you have not all the needles that are in that straw outside gathered and on the tables before us, we'll have your life."
Away they went to the hill. Smallhead sat down, and was crying bitterly when a short grey cat walked in and spoke to her.
"Why do you cry and lament so?" asked the cat.
"My sisters abuse me and beat me," answered Small-
