moment the deer started up as a woman behind O'Cronicert, the handsomest that eye had ever seen from the beginning of the universe till the end of eternity. She said to him, "Call your dog off me."
"I will do so if you promise to marry me," said O'Cronicert.
"If you keep three vows that I shall lay upon you I will marry you," said she.
"What vows are they?" said he.
"The first is that you do not go to ask your worldly king to a feast or a dinner without first letting me know," said she.
"Hoch!" said O'Cronicert, "do you think that I cannot keep that vow? I would never go to invite my worldly king without informing you that I was going to do so. It is easy to keep that vow."
"You are likely to keep it!" said she.
"The second vow is," said she, "that you do not cast up to me in any company or meeting in which we shall be together, that you found me in the form of a deer."
"Hoo!" said O'Cronicert, "you need not to lay that vow upon me. I would keep it at any rate."
"You are likely to keep it!" said she.
"The third vow is," said she, "that you do not leave me in the company of only one man while you go out." It was agreed between them that she should marry him.
They reached the old tumble-down black house. Grass they cut in the clefts and ledges of the rocks; a bed they made and laid down. O'Cronicert's wakening from sleep was the lowing of cattle and the bleating of sheep and the neighing of mares, while he himself was in a bed of gold on
