all one wound. He couldn't so much as ask the King's daughter to take the horn of ointment which hung at the Troll's belt, and rub it over him. But she did it all the same, and then he came to himself by little and little; but they had to lie there and rest three weeks before he was fit to go on again.
Then they set off at a snail's pace, for the Bull said they had still a little farther to go, and so they crossed over many high hills and thick woods. So after a while they got upon the fells.
"Do you see anything?" asked the Bull.
"No, I see nothing but the sky and the wild fell," said the King's daughter.
So when they clomb higher up, the fell got smoother, and they could see farther off.
'Do you see anything now?" asked the Bull.
"Yes, I see a little castle far, far away," said the Princess.
"That's not so little though," said the Bull.
After a long, long time, they came to a great cairn, where there was a spur of the fell that stood sheer across the way.
"Do you see anything now?" asked the Bull.
"Yes, now I see the castle close by," said the King's daughter, "and now it is much, much bigger."
"Thither you're to go," said the Bull. "Right underneath the castle is a pig-sty, where you are to dwell. When you come thither you'll find a wooden cloak, all made of strips of lath; that you must put on, and go up to the castle and say your name is 'Katie Woodencloak,' and ask for a place. But before you go, you must take your
