"Sit down and you will find out."
So they sat on the flying carpet, and the younger brother shook it at the corner and they flew higher than the forest, lower than the wandering cloud, straight back to their own country. So they flew back, took a room with their father, and as to who they were they never told their father and mother. So they then thought they would give a feast to all the christened world. They assembled all the people in countless hosts, and for three whole days they gave food and drink to all without requital, without any charge. And afterwards every one began saying had any one a tale of wonder to tell; let him start. But no one would say: "We, it is said, are strange folk, but"
"Well, I will tell you a story," said the younger brother; "only do not talk until the end. Whoever interrupts three times is to be ruthlessly punished." So they all agreed.
And he began to tell how the two old folks had lived together, how they had had a hen which laid jewels, and how the mother had made friends with the apprentice. "What a lie!" interrupted the mistress. But the son went on with his tale. And he narrated how they had twisted the hen's neck, and the mother again interrupted. At last the story went up to the point when the old woman wished to take away the children, and again she would not stand it: "It is untrue!" she said. "Could ever such a thing happen? Could ever a mother wish to be torn from her children?"
"Obviously, it is possible. Look at us, mother; we are your children."
Then the whole story came out, and the father bade his wife be chopped up into bits. He tied the apprentice to the tail of horses, and the horses broke in every direction and scattered his bones over the fields. "Let the dog die a dog's death!" said the old man. And he
