them, he rode to the Palace, came to the presence of the Tzar, and told him of them.
The Tzar could not sit still for curiosity. He ordered his state carriage and rode at once to the market, and when he saw the horses, tugging at their halters and gnawing their bits, with their eyes shining like sapphires, their curling golden manes, and hoofs of diamond and pearls, he could not take his eyes from them. He examined them on both sides, called to them with caressing words, patted their backs and stroked their manes, and asked who owned them.
"O Tzar's Majesty," said Little Fool Ivan, "I am their master."
"What wilt thou take for them?" asked the Tzar.
"Thrice five caps full of silver," answered Ivan, "and five roubles beside."
"Good," said the Tzar, and ordered the money given him. Then ten grooms, with gray hair and golden uniforms, led the pair to the royal stables. On the way, however, the horses knocked the grooms down, bit to pieces their bridles, and ran neighing back to Ivan.
Then the Tzar called him to his presence, and said: "It seems that my wonderful steeds will obey
