Next morning the old man heard neighing outside his door, and wondered what the noise was, and there was his son Zamorýshek with the entire drove. "Good!" he said. "Now, my sons, ye had better go and hunt for brides." So off they went. The mother and father blessed them, and the brothers set forth on their distant way and road.
They rode far in the white world in order to seek their brides. For they would not marry separately, and what mother could they find who should boast of having forty-one daughters?
And they went across thirteen countries, and they then saw a steep mountain which they ascended, and there there stood a white stone palace with high walls round and iron columns and gates where they counted forty-one columns. So they tied their knightly horses to each of the stakes, and they entered.
Then the Bába Yagá met them and said: "O ye unlooked-for, uninvited guests, how did you dare without leave to tie your horses to my stakes?"
"Come, old lady, what are you complaining of? First of all give us food and drink, take us into the bath, and thereafter ask us for our news, and question us."
So the Bába Yagá served them with food and drink, conducted them to the bath, and then afterwards she asked them: "Have ye come to do deeds, doughty youths, or to flee from deeds?"
"We have come to do deeds, grandmother," they said.
"What have ye come to seek?"
"We are seeking brides."
Then she replied, "I have daughters." And she burst into the lofty rooms and brought out her forty-one daughters.
They were then betrothed, and began to feast together and celebrate the marriage.
